The insecurity in women

A friend, let us call her Jane, went on a cruise and met a delightful man. They ended up holding hands, kissing and then the big bang into one of the bunk beds. yummy. A loving find on the high seas.
Jane came home on a high! What a trip! Imagine booking a trip, expecting to read a ton of books and ending up enchanted by a delightful new man.
Yes, this is how life is supposed to work, yet it takes a special two to connect and make it happen.
Well Jane was hardly unpacked when the e-mail came, he thanking her for a great time and stating it remains to be seen if we ever meet again (they living far apart in the states) and signing, keep in touch. Jane was devastated by his seemingly cold welcome home. She felt that he felt it was simply a shipboard romance and now good-bye to her.
My advice was to pay no attention and to pursue.
So she sent him a flirtatious note planning a rendezvous, when the second bomb shell landed.
One of the other shipmates saw him walking arm in arm with another woman at the last port stop; she for friendship sake sent my Jane an e-mail spelling out how surprised she and her husband were to see her lover with another woman, seeming intimate. After all she said, "I thought you both were a great couple." P. S. The other woman was part" of their table at sea so all knew one another. Jane was heartbroken...How could I have meant so little she thought?
So who was the culprit?
HE?
THE OTHER WOMAN?
OR THE BITCH THAT SPELLED THE BEANS?
JANE WAS DEVASTATED; SHE WOULD NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN NO MATTER!

And then; In response to her flirtatious note, sent prior, came a response from the lover.
Completely delighted to hear from her, and apologizing for his aloof note to her. He stated that he was not expecting Jane to continue with him, thinking it was strictly a adventure for her on the high seas, and apparently wanting to be the one to take the first out.
So you see how egos get in the way of what ones really feels;and why men and women have such a tough time getting it together? When will we ever learn to follow our hearts?
Carol Sue Gershman