Greetings, old friends,
20 months ago I posted that I will no longer be living with Fibrillata.
I referred to her as a 'she' but I can assure you that this was not the cause of our unhappiness together.
Thank you for all your messages of support, but our breakup is all positives and no regrets.
What started as a one night stand in February 2018, when I was 72, turned into a 'Fatal Attraction' that lasted until November 2022 (more later).
In 2010 I was the silver medal winner at the Athens Indoor Rowing Championship (over '60s group) and was still training, eight years later, for the 2018 event.
I considered myself a fine specimen for my age, with normal BMI and no morbidities.
Looking back, over-exercising may have caught Fibrillata's eye and she set out to trap me.
I was not ready (and not up to it) to have her raise my heart rate to 130 at 2:00am, and expecting me to keep at it for several hours longer.
Fibrillata also forced herself on me when I was having a meal, having a drink (even a coffee), or just reclining on my left side to read a book.
Depression set in and I thought that I will be stuck with her forever, but I was wrong.
20 months ago I met a new person.
Dr Ohtsuka is in Tokyo, a kind and experienced surgeon, who exorcised Fibrillata with his unique take on Dr Wolf's Mini Maze. The separation cost me the price of a second-hand Ford, but I consider it a bargain, with zero after effects and zero medications needed to blot out her memory.
Please don't feel sad. What I wrote is not empty bravado, and it is amazing to be free to live independently and 'unencumbered by what has been'.
Wish us all only loving relationships. Saul