[URL=http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/newreply.php?do=newreply&p=8061005]inspired by this thread, which I’ve been following as my date this afternoon approached…keeping an open mind/heart that it wouldn’t turn out as thread fodder…keeping my expectations as realistic and positive as possible… AND THEN IT TURNED OUT TO BE A SOUL-SUCKING DISASTER!
Was this thread a coincidence: did you guys set me up, or did you providentially steel me for the inevitable?
But more importantly, since there are so many of us who’ve had these disasters, what does one do to psychically cleanse oneself in the aftermath? It’s too late to go running, I’ve already taken a long shower (thank God I don’t wear cologne, or else what had originally been “don’t I smell good?” would now trigger massive olfactory self-loathing.) I’m a guy, so calling the guy equivalent of gal-pals for commiseration isn’t an option. As for the actual guy options, i.e. getting drunk and/or dialing an escort service…well, I do still have some self respect left after today, but it’s just barely fogging the mirror at the moment.
So does one just suck it up, or are there, I dunno, mental health exercises one can perform?