Humor will not be tolerated!! -Portia

I too dated a guy for the better part of five years, and it took me nearly a year to get back in the swing of things. Attempts before that point were misguided and only ended in heartache.

I asked a Board question about this. For me, I wasn't like Stego at all (although she's awesome! Love her answers). Time doesn't necessarily heal all wounds. A dude I dated for a few weeks who cheated on me ... that one still feels me with rage and sadness every time I think about it. (I think about it way, way less now, thankfully!) I guess it's the lack of closure, and the unfairness of it.

A guy I went on maybe two dates with, I think about all the time, because we chat on Facebook literally every day. But there's no rancor there.

So I would give a ballpark of a year, and adjust according to your individual circumstances.

I started going on casual dates a few months after the last idiot I was involved with. Eventually I asked this question: https://theboard.byu.edu/questions/65575/, which Eirene answered well.

Eirene's answer got me thinking of this story. I don't know if it is true or not, and it is sort of the flip side of this discussion, but there is just something about the story that makes me want to repeat it.

Someone was giving the routine Sunday School lesson about all of us being imperfect and we all have something to work on in our lives. To help make this point the teacher asked that if anyone in the room was perfect would he please stand. To his great surprise an older gentleman in the back of the room stood up.

"Are you saying that you think you are perfect?" the teacher asked, incredulously.

"No, I'm not" said the old man. "I'm just standing proxy for my wife's first husband."

vorpal blade wrote:Eirene's answer got me thinking of this story. I don't know if it is true or not, and it is sort of the flip side of this discussion, but there is just something about the story that makes me want to repeat it.

Someone was giving the routine Sunday School lesson about all of us being imperfect and we all have something to work on in our lives. To help make this point the teacher asked that if anyone in the room was perfect would he please stand. To his great surprise an older gentleman in the back of the room stood up.

"Are you saying that you think you are perfect?" the teacher asked, incredulously.

"No, I'm not" said the old man. "I'm just standing proxy for my wife's first husband."

Ha!