What Is Up With This?

Now that the latest crying jag has subsided, I can write.
I spent the vast majority of the last two days crying. Then I got a hold of some friends and spent the evening and night with Rockabilly and C, so that I wouldn't be stuck in my head. It worked- partially. I had a mental image I know to be a memory, with a name attached but no face, and a general idea of where I was living (and, thus, what age I would have been) when whatever it was happened... I'm not even sure if anything DID happen, I just remember this one image, and I can't figure out why it's coming up now.
Today, I get a text message from Mr. Wonderful Mexico today asking to meet me- I got completely blown off by him yesterday and most of the day before, and didn't know why, but I was struggling with loneliness something fierce so I hung out with other friends. I sure didn't expect to hear from him today asking to meet up. So I met with him- and he called it quits. Let me explain- I have hung out with him three or four times, talked to him quite a bit, feel very safe with him, and like him an awful damn lot, and today he tells me I'm too young (the same age as his ex-gf, 14 years younger than him) and that I'm wonderful and beautiful and could have any man I want- except, apparently not.
I can't explain why this hurts as much as it does. I haven't been seriously invested in this relationship, well, it's not even a relationship... But I cried like I haven't over any relationship that immediately.... I said I had no place to try to change his mind, but it sure sounded like that's what I was doing anyway.
I don't understand why this hurts. He still wants to be friends- which is, technically, all we really were anyhow- but it feels like a major betrayal, and I cannot comprehend why it hurts so damned much.
I'm tired of crying, but I'm more tired of being alone than anything else in the world.

Single Handed And Friends

So, my sponsors had to help me get my heat going at home- Winter has finally hit here in the Sun City, and boy did I forget how much I hate the cold!
I let Rockabilly Boy know that we needed to end things, mostly because he just wasn't looking at it becoming anything, and, really, what do I need to get all tangled up in someone who doesn't see that I'm worth more than that? We're still friends, and, frankly, I like that better. I don't have to worry about if I'll get to see him (cuz I'm NOT arranging my schedule around a significant other's!) but we still see each other every few days at a meeting or with friends. He's fun to hang out with, so it works and hasn't gotten all awkward yet.
I'm meeting more and more people through AA, which is interesting and strange at the same time. One guy I've met twice and is SUCH a wonderful person, I just wish he'd stick with sobriety for the long-term so maybe he'd find happiness (not to mention he's really good looking and VERY sweet) and it'd be nice to see how that'd go.
I've hung out with a very handsome Mexican gentleman (not Hispanic- don't get all PC on me, the dude was born in Cidad Juarez, for hell's sake!) a few times, and he just had surgery, but I'm looking forward to seeing if that goes anywhere- he's been a good friend to me a few times when I needed something as it is, so either way, I'm happy.
For the first time, I'm not entirely wrapped up in finding someone, though. I really enjoy being around some of these people and, yes, I do miss having someone to disappear for a weekend with, and someone around in the evenings, but I do alright by myself. I have a group of friends I really enjoy being with, and, well, I'll live. If I don't ever find anyone to share my life with, I know I'll be alright.