Coping With Breakup: Why Men Dump Women

Coping With Breakup

When, coping with breakup, often men dump women, but why? I have often found myself asking this question. The usual reasons are generalities like problems of communication, poor hygiene, explosive raving, scratching in public, screaming like a hyena, nose picking, and public flatulence.Face it, there are many reasons why men dump women while coping with breakup.

Rather than taking the usual tact on why men dump women, I have in mind something more fundamental. I will explore how some women can act weird, loopy, and outrageous--possessed, nutty, goofy--certifiable.

Coping With Breakup: Martial Arts, Boa Constrictors and Wild Horses

A case in point: I once dated a young woman—a martial artist who liked to perform karate forms in the nude, with a boa constrictor wrapped around her arm.

This same woman invited me to go horseback riding at her home, where she selected Brandy for me to ride--Brandy, the wildest horse in her stable...Brandy who nearly rubbed me into a tree. What did my friend do ? She laughed. I left.

Coping With Breakup: Voodoo and Strange Visions

Then there was Millicent, not her real name, who introduced me to her father who was into Voodoo and making magic masks of people so he could control them. Millicent began telling me about having recently seen my father. (My father had been dead for ten years.)

She disappeared for years and when I saw her reemerge in my neighborhood, she looked like an old man. We had some wine and she screamed at me: "Am I a man or a woman?" I said, "You are a woman."

"Liar," she screamed. And she threw the bottle of wine at me.

Coping with Breakup and the Restaurant Crazies

Then there was Roseanne (not her real name) who went into rages every time we went to a fine restaurant. She would invariably find something wrong with the bill, accuse the restaurant of cheating her, and refuse to leave a tip. If they tried to ignore her, she stood on her table and shouted her monologue. This is why men dump women, I thought.

Then there was Veronica (not her real name), who invited me to her mansion in Gross Point Farms. She told me her mother was poisoning her by lacing her sherbet with dog droppings. Veronica later jumped out of a third story window. It was unnecessary to dump her. She had dumped herself.

I should have avoided Irene (not her real name)--the femme-fatal, the black widow, the hydra. The signs were all there. She had seduced her psychiatrist, her minister, her professor, her captain whom she loved mushing it up with while she was racing his high speed speedboat.

Irene did the same on a motorcycle with her then boyfriend. The first day I met her, she mushed it up with me while I navigated through a traffic nightmare. But this was all a warm up. Her target at the time was to seduce the mayor of Detroit. She became another reason for men to dump women while coping with breakup.

Coping With Breakup While I Get My Ex-Girlfriend Back

We had been together for five years, so it is not surprising that I was pretty devastated by the prospect of coping with breakup when my girlfriend decided that she wanted to expand her horizons. "I want to see other guys," she said. I had to admit I was dumbfounded. She said the old spark was not there anymore and she didn't want a relationship that was like an old shoe. Was there something I could do while coping with breakup that would result in getting my girlfriend back?

When I started out my long trek home, i was feeling lonely and confused. I decided that I needed a change of environment. So I took the scenic route. I followed a path that took my by the lake. It was said that this was a MAGIC lake. And when I reached the area, I sat on a bench and looked out over the lake. I began noticing that there were small bubbles forming at the bottom of the lake and they would rise to the surface and the little bubbles would float on the surface. The bubbles would form at the bottom, rise to the top, float on the surface and then pop.

I Counted Bubbles While Coping With Breakup

I began counting the bubbles as they rose, one after another. Then the bubbles began to rise faster and I lost track of my count. But I noticed something else. Each bubble was like a big mirror and I could look into the mirror and see scenes from the past. I saw pictures of me and my girl enjoying a pick nick, going dancing, to the movies, to restaurants. And I could see the excitement in both of our faces. I began to wonder if I could somehow enter the bubbles and go back to the time in which they occurred.

And I no sooner thought of entering the bubbles than I found myself inside of one. We were both novice skiers but on this trip to the mountains, we decided to go up in a lift and try a slope more challenging than a bunny hill. We were both a bit nervous trying to remember all the tips the ski instructor had told us. But we met a little boy and to our amazement he told us in two minutes more than the ski instructor had told us in an hour. He said, "don't try to ski straight down; instead, go down and zigzag. If you feel like you are going to fall, just sit down." But how was this helping me to get my girlfriend back?

My girlfriend and I followed the advice of the little boy and we began swooping down that mountain all day long. And I was suddenly there, gliding over the snow and I was with my girl and she looked at me and smiled and we were together. Then we were in a fancy restaurant. We looked across the table and our eyes met. The candle light flickered and we said almost simultaneously "I love you." Was this world I was entering in order to get my girlfriend back?

Now we are driving highway one out of San Francisco. We are going down to San Diego to see old friends, stopping along the way at Big Sur. The fog is lifting and we are taking in the magic of the terrain. Later we join our friends and together we go into Tijuana. I note that sharing our experiences with a third party also seems to be connected to getting my girlfriend back.

What occurs to me in all our adventures is that we are sharing our experience. It was not as if we are deliberately doing something; it is more like letting go and responding to the whole panorama and of experiences. How many bubbles can I enter? How many experiences await me? It seemed to me that we could enter any bubble we choose. We can see a minute scene in a bubble and with just an act of will, we enter the bubble. I now see why this lake is called a MAGIC lake. It allows one to translate their memories into actualities. All one had to do was to identify the bubbles containing past pictures of heightened experiences we had shared. But I began to wonder: If I can enter pictures of the past and allow it to become real, could I enter pictures of the future and allow the future to become real? Would this lead me to get my ex-girlfriend back?

Coping With Breakup: A Into The Future Strategy

I now scanned the bubbles that were coming up from the bottom of the lake. I was looking for something that did not fit into a memory of the past. I saw blurred pictures that did not fit any past experience we had created. Then the pictures focused. We were in Paris, sitting in a restaurant overlooking the city. The restaurant was in the Eiffel Tower. We looked at one another with the realization that this was real now and it would be the future. So, this was another step toward getting my ex-girlfriend back.

Eventually I left the lake. I walked around its perimeter, feeling an affinity with the surface of the water and the bubbles that rose from its depth. I now had a way to get my girlfriend back. I would test the method. I invited my ex to have a cup of coffee with me...just as a friendly gesture. But it soon became apparent that we had more going than friendship alone. We looked at one another across the table and I said: "I think we should go to Paris; what's your take on that?" So this is how I wound up coping with breakup while I got my ex-girlfriend back.