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My ex-husband is getting remarried. He called yesterday to let me know, "so I wouldn't hear it from someone else." I congratulated him, wished him well, and politely got off the phone. After about two minutes of quiet disbelief, I began to yell, scream, and throw an absolute tantrum.

I exhausted myself completely in about an hour and picked up the phone to call my friend Michelle. I chose to call Michelle first not because she is my closest friend, but because I thought she'd be the most sympathetic.

I wanted someone to scream with me and say, "That asshole! He didn't deserve you in the first place."

Instead, Michelle listened and simply asked, "So, why are you so upset? You didn't want to be married to him anyway."

Um... good question.

After talking it through, I realized my anger had nothing to do with regret or jealousy. Instead, it was a purely selfish response to the news. How in the hell could he have already found someone to marry, when I haven't even found someone to date? My tears and anger were based on my own loneliness, nothing more.

As I rambled on the phone, Michelle reminded me that being picky about men is a good thing. She's right. If nothing else, marriage taught me that being with the wrong person can be even lonelier than being alone. But let's face it, there are times when it is nice just to have someone there.

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