The guy you describe is a player, driven by an insatiable need to get as many women as possible interested in him. He must constantly prove to himself that he can get the attention of the opposite sex. It validates him. It makes him feel attractive. It makes him feel alive. At his core, he feels bad about himself. He needs the constant interest of women to get through the day. He quickly proved to be completely unworthy of it. He is very bad, and he’s very sad, too. Come on!

When you told him you’d marry him, you gave him the ultimate approval. He quickly proved to be completely unworthy of it. One day (and I hope it’s very, very soon), you will read his reply to you: “You are a great female. I don’t deserve you. I’m very bad. Didn’t mean to cheat on you. I’m sorry.” You will laugh out loud. You will snort and fall off your chair. He’d been my good friend. I thought about it, and a week later I said yes to him. Thanks for your very kind words.

If I haven’t convinced you, think about what your life would be like with some clown who tells you he hasn’t found any girl worthy of him. Come on! And you know in your heart of hearts he had some habits that you didn’t like (the ridiculously frequent texting, perhaps?), so bring those habits to mind often and tell yourself, “I have built this guy up in my mind. He is not who I thought he was. I CAN, and I WILL get over him.” I really do love him. I think and cry about him.

Do me a favor: The next time someone asks you to meet them online (or anywhere else for that matter) and stands you up, dump him (unless he has a genuine and good excuse, like having to attend his mother’s funeral). Waste not another second on this guy. Please stop your crying. Make room for a real man whose words match his actions. I badly want him back. I can’t concentrate on anything because of this.