Psy and I had a good conversation about "throwing in the towel" or "accepting reality". I expressed I my actions suggested the words "given up" and I was considering the implications. He replied, "Really? Or have you just accepted what's in your world? And are you making what's best of it?" Indeed I feel I had. No guilt.

I've dropped the rope because I'm tired of getting pulled around.

Previous marriage a "train wreck to pull parts from"? Doesn't matter. It doesn't exist anymore.

I'm not dating anyone and don't expect to be for some time. W has no window into my life and I have none into hers. So when the time comes, dating (for me at least) will not be an act of jealousy, punishment, rage, or pure self-interest, but something I do willingly in my own life, for my own life, and for the new person I meet. No guilt.

"My actions are my only true belongings. I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground upon which I stand." Thich Nhat Hanh