I like to think I’m a pretty intuitive, intelligent human, so why did it take a Teacher of the Torah to reality-check me out of a relationship I knew with every fiber of my being was wrong for me?
A huge part of it wasn’t necessarily a fear of being alone, but a fear of throwing away a good apple, maybe the last good apple. We’re brought up on these tales of Cinderella and Snow White, the lonely girl finally meeting her Prince Charming and being whisked away into the sunset. Then we hit the grown-up dating world, and an ugly fluorescent light is cast upon this love fairy tale, revealing a bleak, lonely desert. So when someone comes along who’s …..
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