One woman goes three years without a date to kick her bad-boy habit.When you hear the word "detox" all sorts of things come to mind: spas, juice fasts, colonics, rehab centers.
People think this was really lonely, but it wasn't.This was someone who almost delighted in seeing exactly how far he could push me before I would break—and let me tell you that the worst thing in the world is to deny a junkie the fix.One night after break-up sex following the umpteenth split, he smacked me. I moved across the country shortly thereafter, thinking to myself, "This is ridiculous. That has to be rock bottom."Rock bottom, it turns out, occurred with the emotionally unavailable guy after him.I figured you weren't really into guys like me, so I never asked you."I wish I could say I went out with him. He took me on my first date and we dated for about a week, which seemed like a lifetime to me.Then, the first love of my life arrived: brooding, cleft chin you could drink champagne out of, and green eyes that could burn a hole in your soul.