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You've been doing the whole "dating" thing for a long time. You've had a serious boyfriend or girlfriend a few times, maybe you were even married. But too many times you've been hurt. You've been lied to. You've been cheated on. You've been ghosted. You've been strung along, or played, or whatever. Or you got dumped by someone with "grass is greener" syndrome as they casually brush you aside for someone they believe to be better. Maybe some of these, all of these, even none of these.

It hurts, you're frustrated, and start to doubt that it'll ever happen for you. So, you give up. Whether for a few months, 5 years, or indefinitely, you just sorta give up on love. And you smile. You work out, you eat healthy, you get into shape, you're truly happy with your job and life and friends and family... but you give up on love.

I'm not saying that you necessarily go full on extremist and declare yourself a radical feminist or a Man Going Their Own Way... but you look at dating and romance, and tell yourself "I can't keep doing this." So, you don't.

Who else is at this point in their lives?

This is a long one. I've known this girl for 5 years. We met when I moved out of college into my first place. She was a roommate that was fucking crazy according to the other guys. Theu hated her. So I kept my distance at first. But when I met her I met the kindest warmest person I've ever met. She is also drip dead gorgeous. And as I got to know her I began to realize that what made here crazy we're fears and insecurities that I could relate to. We bonded We became close friends and I got stuck in the friend zone. I dealt with it poorly and ended up breaking off my friendship several times over the course of 5 years. Fast forward to a few weeks ago, we meet up and I saw the same caring warm person I once met, Only this time we hooked up, nothing serious, just kissing and some cuddling. It was magical. We spent an amazing week together where we laughed and cried. That weekend we talked about dating for real. Then she dropped a bomb. She had been seeing a guy earlier. It was nothing serious, but he wanted a relationship with her and she told him yes. She told me, ostensibly broken up and torn and I again did not respond well. We said we would talk next week. She came over and we had sex, bonded more, fought about our situation, proceeded to put a pin in it and love each other. Her boyfriend called one night and she told him what had happened but did not mention sex. She says that she will tell him eventually. She gets upset with him for apparent passive aggressive behavior from his Facebook friends. I don't know if she is being paranoid or not. She leaves to go home and we embrace warmly. She says she's torn between the tww of us. I feel like I am being strung along. She is a girl who thinks the world is a big joke and she is the punchline. She doesn't take anything seriously. Nothing. She then says when she called him she heard another girl. She hung up. She says she "got yelled at" the next day. Now she is distant and cold, as I try and broach the subject with her.