So the whole "dating my life coach" affair totally fizzled...and good riddance to it. Honestly, I could never relax with him around. I always felt like he was secretly judging me or grading me on something. I couldn't just go with the flow. He was on it right away as well, which made it worse in a way. Oh well, it's been a few weeks since it ended and I'm just trying to recover. I don't feel sad about it - just kind of dirty, like I broke a really important rule. Did I? Whatever. The basic problem was I think he had some kind of eating disorder, like anorexia. He ate like a pig but never gained any weight and always smelled a bit funny. Ugh, orthorexia makes me nervosa! Time to drown my sorrows in a people search. Yeah, the best way to make me feel better about anything is to work on finding people really quickly and efficiently. To the internets!