Blindsided

I got home from Idaho and a week later was greeted by a text. You know that feeling when something just isn't right? I got my heart broken, through text messaging no less. Talk about adding insult to injury. That day I cried. I had forgotten what being in, and consequently ending a relationship felt like. The next day I got mad, irritated, and frustrated. And the day after I got kind of depressed, wishing he'd change his mind. I just flew through the 5 stages of grief by doubling up some days. By day 10 I was numb and have now found acceptance. (the 5th stage) Okay well I actually accepted it alot earlier. My question is, why did I have to move out of Idaho for the men in Idaho to become interested in me? Seriously. I have another one now. Polar opposite of the last one, and I'm beginning to think that's a good thing. I'm kind of keeping him at arms length because I don't want the pressure of "when are you moving back to Idaho?" everyday like before. Slow and steady before I drive myself crazy. Sarah and I are trying to move into our own place here and it's the CUTEST house ever! Crossing fingers