On Saturday, I found out that Mark has a girlfriend. I don't know who she is or when they started going out, but those details don't really matter anyways. To be honest, when I first found out, I was angry and hurt and confused. How was he possibly ready to move on after a month and a half (at most) of being single after a two and a half year relationship? Did it mean that our relationship hadn't matterd as much as I thought it had? How could he have "gotten over" (if you'll pardon the oh-so-cliched term) us so quickly? And just to clarify, I wasn't angry that he "beat" me, so to speak, to the next relationship, I was angry because I, once again, felt unimportant.

But after some thinking (and copious amounts of cookie dough, blegh), I think I've come to terms with my irrationality. I mean, (as Fleg so brutally and honestly pointed out) I was the one that ended the relationship. I have no business feeling hurt that Mark has moved on. The fact that he's moved on isn't a reflection on how much our relationship meant or didn't mean to him, and projecting my insecurities on the situation was just irrational. And just because I take a long-ish time to get reaquainted with myself and what I want from a relationship, doesn't mean everyone else should take as much time as me because everyone's different.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I know it's going to be awhile before I'm ready to be in another relationship, and I'm okay with that because that's just my personality. And I'm really and truly glad that Mark has found someone that can make him happy. I hope it works out for him this time. And I hope she realizes what a truly great guy Mark is.