It took the most humiliating break-up for me to see that my life is in serious need of a do-over. Cue my anti New Year’s resolutions that even I can’t fail at: Stop dating. (Men are the worst.) Stop trying to lose weight. (I’m never giving up chocolate.) Stop working so hard. (Selling mortgages is not my dream career.) Stop trying to live up to unrealistic expectations. (Start living my best life.) Stop trying to please my mother. (It’s not possible.) But it turns out number five is harder than I thought, as she begins her campaign to get me back with my ex. So, what’s the perfect solution to keep her out of my love life? An imaginary boyfriend—at least he was supposed to be imaginary until I blurted out my neighbor’s name…