Do I have to be zen about this?

I am trying to be zen about the fact that the lover who ended things with me in December so he could try having a “real relationship” (his words) is now married to a woman from rural Japan who he has spent only 2 weeks with in the past seven years. Yes, I know. This is not about me – it’s about him and his dysfunction. But somehow it still stings, and any respect I once had for him has completely gone out the window. Midlife crisis? Commitment issues? Communication problems? The Asian bride is certainly not an original solution, but it seems to work for lots of North American men.

Okay, so I’m nowhere near zen either. Obviously.

Thinking about this a bit further, this really is a sign that a) I’m glad I’m not him, b) I don’t want to be with someone like him and, c) I was right in breaking off contact with him in March – it meant I didn’t have to pretend to react nicely to this news when my friend shared it on the weekend.

And I’m not even going to go into the whole “why do I keep dating dysfunction?” rant. It’s so not worth it and we all know the answer anyway.