After all of the high drama of the break up several months ago that ended with a final crescendo a couple of weeks ago, I’ve finally decided what I do and don’t miss. I miss the fun times of course, and the feeling of closeness (that I now understand was only on my part but even so), and the way we always finished each other’s sentences and all that shared history. I don’t miss the mind games and the emotional abuse. I’m learning to let that all go, but I have to admit that one of the hardest things to lose is the sexual chemistry that I’ve only ever felt with a couple of people in my life, and he was it for so long. I just don’t think I will ever have great sex again and that’s frustrating and depressing.