A few months ago, you 'accidentally' stumbled on HIM. You smiled, apologized and before leaving the scene, you asked him if he knew how to use iPhone's alarm clock. You really needed some help programming yours, right? (wink)

A few minutes later, you walk away with his phone number and a big smile on your face.

Of course, you called him the next day to thank him for saving your life and helping you with such complicated machinery.

He asked you out (YESSSSSS!), and a few dates later (with great sex and many long phone calls in between) he said that he was 'hooked'. He was impressed by how caring you were. He said that you were great, the most amazing woman in the entire universe. He said that you were perfect for him, so different than his ex, such mean, cruel woman who broke his heart, destroyed his family, took his money and left him for another guy! You came into his life when he had lost hope. He felt so lucky for having met you! You were definitely 'THE ONE'.

And you were in the cloud 9. Finally, a men who were interested in who you are, not just sex! He was so awesome, handsome, considered, a gentleman. He had his life together (well, with exception of a broken heart, which you were determined to mend and make it happy). His family loved you, you got along with his kids and you spent hours practicing your new signature (with his last name, of course)...

You learned to cook his favorite dish; you remodeled your wardrobe, bought a ton of white shirts, dresses and skirts (his favorite color). You replaced the red nail polish for a French manicure (he said that your hands looked great like that). You surprised him with a romantic card at least once a week, placed cute notes inside his pockets, bought him expensive gifts for his birthday, valentines day, Christmas, even fathers day! When he gave you just a pair of socks on your birthday and completely forgot about your first anniversary, you didn't say a mean word. You KNEW that is a guy thing, they never remember those things, right? You were so kind and understanding! You were perfect!

Moving in together was an easy decision. Why not? Sex is great, you both love each other, plus you hated your apartment anyways. Your neighbor was a psycho and you never felt safe over there, all alone and vulnerable.

But then, with no explanation, he became distant. You were not sure why. You asked him what was wrong. He said 'nothing'... Then you doubled your efforts to make him happy. You had a big smile for him when he got back home from work. You had his favorite TV show on, a cold beer by the recliner, the lights were dimmed so that he could relax. You told him every night before going to sleep how great he was, how happy he made you, how much you loved him and how grateful you were to have him in your life.

As the weeks went by, he became really moody. He started to work more hours (he said he was very busy with an important project), he was really quiet, so not like him! You even thought for a moment that he had someone else... but after discretely checking his voice mails, call history and some of his pockets, you dropped that concern. Maybe he was just under a lot of pressure. So, you did the most natural thing, you tripled your efforts to make him happy.

A week later, he says that 'he needs space' and that 'this is not working anymore'. He says that he ‘feels suffocated’.

- What? Why? What happened? But I love you so much! We are so great together! What is going on?

'Its nothing… It is not you, it is me. I am just not ready for this, I think we should give each other some space'.

You felt lost, incredibly depressed; you could not imagine your life without him. You cried, you begged, you bargained. You called psychics, tarot readers; you hired a numerologist to make your charts together, so that you could make some sense of what was going on. You shared with him your discoveries: the Capricorn Moon was about to form a stabilizing trine with the Sun in steady Taurus, helping you (and him) to recover from recent disillusioning Saturn-Neptune quincunx. Jupiter was going back to his Gemini Moon - things should be okay now, right?

You made an effort to bring your hopes up. You remembered what you read about the Law of Attraction. You HAD to think positive. You got a new haircut, went back to wear makeup (so that he would see how gorgeous you looked cooking his dinner). You spent every spare second with his kids. You became a master of Twister, you learned all Hanna Montana songs, and you gave his girls makeup tips and hung pictures of you surrounded by his children all over the house.

The more you tried, the worse it got. You didn't know what to do. You gave up your apartment, you quit your job, you couldn't just move out! Desperation sets in, and you just want this nightmare to end.

What did you do wrong?

EVERYTHING!

Really?
Really!

Really really?
Believe me, REALLY.

Wanna learn how to fix it? :-)
that's why I am here for!