I have this line of thinking most often in regards to those women who wound up treating me pretty shabbily in the long run. I mean, the shabby treatment I allowed so many of these women to visit on me stays with me a hell of a lot more than whatever momentary ego gratification I might have gotten by being seen in public with someone such as Jenna or Wanda.
Moving forward, what should I make of this? Well, if saying "no" to this or that woman's bullshit means that I won't be seen in public on a date with said woman, well, I'm okay with that. If teaching myself how to say no whenever I perceive women attempting to take advantage of me means I am relegated to the fringes of the dating world- a dateless wonder- then so be it.
I think I've done a pretty good job on this blog of laying out the various ways a lot women tend to be shitty to me, and the steps I take to counter these tactics. One of the things I remember reading about love addiction online relates how a love addicted person can have a crash and burn drama from hell visited upon them through their pursuit of the wrong person, and how this person will swear off of ever finding themselves in that position again, only for this same person have the same kind of drama come down on them again and again and again. I think I've done a pretty good job of breaking up that cycle, if I do say so myself.