This is going to be a short one because it's actually a difficult one to talk about. One would think that I would have been shy and reluctant to talk about kissing a girl. Nope. That was easy. Talk about being dumped? I clam up. I'm Naomi for you. Quite enigmatic.
I have been dumped but not in those spectacular Jerry Springer/Maury Povich ways. Usually the guys sort of just fade out of my life; and quite honestly, I would have preferred the flamboyantly over-done method because the men that I've dated confused me when they just stopped being there. One day I'm in a relationship with them and the next day....they stop existing in my life. It's really quite embarrasing because I've already analyzed what that could mean, and the reasons aren't pretty.
So, for the future guy in my life....if you decide to dump me, do call Jerry. I favor the subtle way that discussions occur on there. Instead of unanswered, unresolved issues that I have to try to make peace with for some time after, I get a free trip, compensation for being on the show, and scheduled air time to kick your ass and the ass of the drag queen, who you've brought with you to show me the reason you're dumping me....who is waiting offstage dressed in a wedding dress until the doorbell ring and who you will marry after I throw wedding cake on her. Oh yeah, I get it on video for prosperity!
I think that's the appropriate way to dump someone. Definite closure.