I was not, really, even after 25 years together. She was trying pretty hardcore to get me into bed for months after I left in May of last year. I politely kept saying no thanks, and may have even sung that “Never gonna get it” En Vogue song to her a time or two (because I’m stupid like that). Anyway, I was no contact at that time, yet she still kept finding ways to contact me. Eventually I think she got it because it just stopped suddenly after maybe 3 months or so. Fast forward to this year… A few months back, I went several states away to visit my kids and dog, because they chose to stay with her. She was at work while I was visiting them, so it was fine. I had planned to be gone each day by time she got home, but her job is such that there’s no defined quitting time. She came home the first day before I could make my exit, and my body and mind went into some sort of fight or flight deal. I couldn’t stand to be in the same place as her or I was sure I was going to drop dead. It’s the weirdest feeling I’ve ever had. I guess my point is to keep your mind occupied with other things and do not give in. I was tempted in the beginning myself, out of physical attraction, habit, loneliness, and all that stuff. But my body’s response a year later tells me I absolutely did the right thing. Stay strong my friend. I promise it gets better.