How a Platonic Relationship with a Coworker Made Me Believe in Love Again
I learned to give up the old story that I would never find love — I just had to re-frame what love meant
Like many women, I don’t have a particularly great track record when it comes to romantic relationships. My first boyfriend was physically abusive. Then there was the string of unfaithful college boyfriends. And of course, let’s not forget the guys I tried to like — the ones who were honest and kind, but who just didn’t make me feel that spark.
When I was in my early thirties, I met someone I thought would be a game-changer. He doted on me so much, seemed to love me so freely, I thought everything in my life was about to change for the better.
Unfortunately, it turned out to be another — though much longer — chapter in my book on broken romances. In the last six months of our seven-year relationship, I found out he had cheated on me repeatedly.
I was almost 40 when things ended. By that time, I figured my fate was sealed. I had lived out the same story over and over and I didn’t think I could ever trust a man again.
I started a new job soon after the breakup and was immediately partnered with a male coworker. I knew we would be working very closely…
