Because I am sick of abusing my friends
I will use this website to track down my recovery from unturned love. Being in love with somebody who does not love you back is hurtful, humiliating, and depressing. Being a friend of recovering lover is not an easy task either. You have to listen to them whine, complain and cry as they try to find the light at the end of the tunnel called recovery of a broken heart.
My boy broke up with me yesterday and I am bracing myself for a wild year of agony (it usually takes me a full year to almost-fully recover)..
Can you tell my heart is plastered with old band aids? Well it is and fortunately, that gives me a full confidence that I will be fine at the end of it all. I was born alone and I will die alone. Everything in between is a wild game and there is no telling if I will spend it alone or with somebody. I will try to enjoy both options.
In the meantime, I need a place to vent my sorrow, my repetitive thoughts of him, my internal monologues of "what I should have told him" or "what I should have done". Yes, these kinds of thoughts are useless and counterproductive, but inevitable so stay and listen. Or leave:)
My boy broke up with me yesterday and I am bracing myself for a wild year of agony (it usually takes me a full year to almost-fully recover)..
Can you tell my heart is plastered with old band aids? Well it is and fortunately, that gives me a full confidence that I will be fine at the end of it all. I was born alone and I will die alone. Everything in between is a wild game and there is no telling if I will spend it alone or with somebody. I will try to enjoy both options.
In the meantime, I need a place to vent my sorrow, my repetitive thoughts of him, my internal monologues of "what I should have told him" or "what I should have done". Yes, these kinds of thoughts are useless and counterproductive, but inevitable so stay and listen. Or leave:)