First date after divorce

So where to begin.... Its like you're thrown into the Hudson river and expected to swim but you're just staying afloat. Occasionally, the floating garbage hits you and hurts ... sometimes you swallow it... other times you dodge it. Yup, that's pretty much it in a nutshell.

My first date after divorce was a long distance relationship. He shall be called Kyle. He was very pleasant, kind, and and since he was a parent, I felt he could deal with my life as a parent too. Kyle wrote me love letters, sent me flowers to work (I never had this before). He even read me a poem he wrote for Valentines day (also a first for me). This was nice but I had issues with long-distance relating (he was in Florida and I several states away). So on one of my many visits to his state, I decided to meet up with Kyle. He was going to actually introduce me to his mom, which I thought was pretty cool. All of this sounds amazing, right??? There is always a catch. I think that I'm a person who can tolerate a lot. I was in a very miserable marriage and managed to come out with my head held high, and little scarring to my heart. But deep down inside, I am a jealous person. Its not like stage 5 jealous but I think that when someone is in a new relationship there are certain boundaries that shouldn't be crossed. 1) thou shalt not compare ex's outloud; 2) thou shalt not have a wandering eye especially when you're with your new love; and this is the most important one: 3) thou shalt not mention the other ex's names to your new love. So, Kyle had the nasty habit of constantly talking about his ex's and mentioning their names as if I cared or gave a crap. No bueno. So he did that to me after I arrived and rented the car and was about to drive to his house. And, as one may expect, I got angry with him. He then told me not to bother coming... that he had to think about "us", ...........Ok. (trying to stay calm) what would you do? You spend $700 between the flight and the car rental and gas. And you're already there in the same state and he tells you not to bother coming. Besides punching your fist through the wall, what do you do to vent? I'm all ears....