A colleague of mine got dumped by her partner of five years last Friday night. A man she moved overseas (here) to be with. She’s been bawling her most beautiful eyes out ever since. She can’t eat, can’t sleep. It’s completely consuming and suffocating her. He offered her no explanation, and won’t enter in to any discussion about it either. She’s had to move out. Yes, you are correct. He’s a douche.
I’ve experienced something a little similar, and I’ve consulted with my girlfriends, and ALL of them have had equally yuck experiences. They’ve all hooked up with a guy/douche, stayed for too long, accepted the shittiest of treatment, and then regretted the whole relationship afterwards. However, here’s the sun-shiny-rainbow-hot-chips-with-vinegar part – ALL of them are now with the most BEAUTIFUL MEN. IN.THE.WORLD.FULL.STOP. Including me (my goodness including me). And these amazeballs partners have all appeared DIRECTLY AFTER the non-amazeball ones.
Why does this phenomenon occur? I’m so glad you asked…
After your heart has been stomped on a million times, your ‘we will never work out’ radar is switched on, times a trillion. Illuminated. Red. Flashing. Your blinders are off. Your ‘Oh that doesn’t bother me too much’ mindset is gone. You know what you want. You know what you won’t tolerate. You can detect lies, and crap, and potential players with ridiculous sniper style accuracy from.a.mile. You know that “the days are long but the years are short”, so you filter. You filter hard. As a result, you dodge a lot of bullets (i.e. douche men); and thus the next man you spoon with will be exactly who you need. Who you deserve. Because you’ve picked him.