After college, I went through this Peter Pan syndrome. I didn't want to grow up, and so I started doing several really irresponsible things. One of them was starting to sleep around on my girlfriend. She didn't know for a while, then she started to suspect, and then eventually she found out. She was hurt and angry, and then she eventually just left me, which I don't blame her for. After she left, I just got worse, having one night stands at least twice a week. I was so lost, and I didn't want to be found. I just wanted to do what I wanted, and the world could just deal with it.