Years ago, I was heartbroken due to the loss of a woman who I felt I was deeply in love with. In hindsight, I’m not sure if it was love or not, but it sure felt like it at the time. It certainly hurt, and that’s undeniable.

As part of my “getting over her” process, I decided that I needed to get out more and start socializing. The plan seemed okay, until I put it into practice. I remember that I was in the “basement” room at Webster Hall. I’d been drinking and was feeling the effects of it. I was talking to women, dancing, and having a decent time.

Then it happened…

The song “Just in Case” by Jaheim came on — not a big deal, right? Well, actually it was. See, this is a song that I often used to play when I was with the person I was trying to get over. The song became associated with her, and there I was, trying to forget her, and the song came on.

Let me tell you about me and alcohol. Generally, it makes me a lot of fun. I become silly and am generally a blast to be around. However, if I am sad or angry, it tends to amplify those feelings, and then I’m not as fun. I’ve always managed to keep my composure, but if I’m in a bad place, it tends to make things harder.

The floodgates opened, ladies and gentlemen. At the basement in Webster Hall, surrounded by beautiful women, and there I was getting emotional. One woman noticed and came over to talk to me. She asked what was wrong, and we started to talk a bit. I could tell she felt pretty bad for me — there I was, this very fit, young guy, at a club, looking vulnerable and upset over someone who no longer cared.

The young woman tried to comfort me, saying, “Look around, you’re surrounded by so many single people right now, but you are hung up on someone who moved on. Get over it, you’ll be alright.” She then gave me a kiss on the cheek, rubbed my face, and went to get another drink. At that point, I decided it was time to go, and I made my way out of the club.