Then, on Wednesday, my brother called. I gave him the update on my life.

Women: When a relationship ends, a woman will cry and pour her heart out to her girlfriends, and she will write a poem titled "All Men Are Idiots".

Finally, one morning I sit down at the dining room table across from Mom, and begin to pour out my misery.

I'd only met him once, and here he was, pouring out his heart to me.

So put your pen to paper and pour your feelings out for the love of your life.