This is a very INFJ-ish take on how to get broken up with. I like it! I once dated a promiscuous girl with a drug problem during a desperate year in my early 20s. She broke up with me in person at my place, saying she'd fallen back in love with "Richy," her ex-boyfriend who was--get this--in prison at the time. I mean, what a kick in the crotch. Of course, I didn't love her, and I never would have met my wife if I'd started a family of promiscuous, drug-addicted children with her. So I'm glad about that.