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Jenn Price does not proclaim to be an expert on dating…but her years of practice (and willingness to share stories) will certainly get people talking. Join in the dialogue each week as Jenn tackles matters of the heart.
If you’ve ever been dumped, rejected, or ignored by someone who said they’d call, then this post’s for you.
If you’re one of the sheltered few that’s never had your heart ripped out of your soul, chances are, you’ve done it to someone (and might not even know it). Dumper or dumpee, we’ve all had our hand in the dumpage.
I have recovered from every dumping I’ve experienced, and now I can look back and appreciate them for what they were - blessings that set me on the path to finding my Mr. Right. I needed to learn and grow from each relationship (and hopeful encounter) I’ve ever had. Each one prepared me for the next, and it’s all been great practice.
My most memorable dumping occurred at a girlfriend’s wedding, courtesy of a guy that I had asked to be my plus one. I thought of our relationship as an “intimate friendship” (one with occasional benefits). I hadn’t disillusioned myself into thinking it was going anywhere. (My intuition is so sharp that I know if I’m on a dead-end street pretty quickly.) To my own demise, not expressing this verbally, led to my public and unexpected let-down.
I knew something was off that day, and despite my asking him what was wrong, he assured me everything was fine. Then, between the ceremony and the reception, he informed me that he had to leave, and that he wasn’t sure when to tell me this, but he had just started seeing someone, (only a few short days ago!!!) and she didn’t want him there with me.
When I told him he could have just (read: SHOULD have) told me by phone earlier that day, he said he didn’t think that would have been appropriate. (Pause for a deep breath:) I thought to myself, so as not to laugh sarcastically and say something I’d regret, “OK Jenn, this has to be better than being dumped on a post-it note, right?”
After he left, I put it out of my mind, had an amazing time, and was thankful that I was surrounded by true love. (My friend had just married her Mr. Right!) I took comfort in knowing that my garden had just been weeded, and I was now closer to finding my own “M.R.”
I’ve been told that one should never conduct a dumping via phone, email or text (I’ve actually done all three and I’m sorry for any feelings I may have hurt), but I believe such rules should be applied with discretion.
Being dumped and dumping are difficult situations, and each one is unique. As I say, each island we encounter brings us closer to our mainland. (The trick is to arrive in one piece!)
What’s the most difficult dumping you’ve ever endured (or conducted?)
Do you believe face-to-face dumpings are the only way to go?