God, love is shit! You think you’ve cracked it, found someone, then it’s snatched away. Life moves on but you don’t. It looked like my own Prince Charming was turning into an ugly frog.

At work, cubicle three in the ladies’ cloakroom had become my retreat. There, I could hide away and silently sob whenever I needed to. I’d started to say hello to the door. God. I was turning into my mother.

She was disappointed in herself for being the typical girl. She never wants to be that girl. That girl…is an emotional wreck. That girl…was an excuse for men who cheat and lose respect for women. That girl…is weak and needy. Troy was better than That Girl! Troy was stronger than That Girl.

If you have just one person believe in you, you'll always find your way

So", says Jack at at last..."you broke up with Connor".
Wow. So we're straight to the point.
"So", I reply defiantly. "You decided to stay".
"Yes, well...", "I thought I might take a closer look at some of the European subsidiaries." He looks up. "How about you?"
"Same reason." I nod. "European subsidiaries".

In 50 years it won't matter if he's handsome, ugly, or dumb as a post, just try to find someone who don't make you want to shove a pitchfork up his nose.