It's Over

The summer, yes.

But the relationship, too.

I just wanted to close this out with an update on the Marcy/Peter situation. Which is to say there is no longer a Marcy/Peter situation. Sad, yes. But inevitable in many ways. I am feeling a million times better about it today than I was when it happened two weeks ago.

Most immediate reason we broke up: we don't want to live in the same place in the world. For more reasons why we may never have worked out even if he had wanted to live in the US or I had wanted to live in Hungary see the previous posts from the summer...Read closely and you will see it there. I am not bitter. Peter is the best boyfriend I have ever had. He showed me what it means to be treated right. Only one other person has ever come close to treating me this well (Ross) and I didn't even give him the chance to really show me how I deserve to be treated (what can I say...our timing was always off). So, Peter goes down in history as, so far, the best boyfriend I have known. He gets me, which isn't easy. He indulged me, which had to get old pretty quickly. He took care of me in ways I didn't even know I needed to be taken care of. He taught me to say, "you're right," and let me tell you, he was right A LOT of the time! Of course, he showed me a part of the world I had never seen - and may never have had the chance to see. And that only scratches the surface. We had so much in just ten months.

But as great a boyfriend as he was, he likely would not have been the best husband for me. And ultimately that's what we were talking about, right?

So, I am back to where I was this time last year. Sort of. I like to think I am better than I was. More prepared to deal with a relationship now that I have taken this one as far as I did. Yes, that first year that I danced with at the Shattuck Down Low (for 2 hours!) was pretty hot. But I already tried having a relationship with someone I met at the Shattuck Down Low and look where it got me!