Lynx said:
Me and my boyfriend of three years broke up last night. It sucked. It sucks. More than anything, it sucks that he's my home, my best friend, he's the number one guy I call when I feel like shit, and now when I indeed feel very shitty, he's the one person I can't call.
But all wounds close up eventually. Let yourself grieve, but don't get stuck. If you feel like crying or yelling in the middle of the day; take a time out, let it out, then go back to shool or work or whatever it is you do the rest of the day. Keep busy, meet friends, and be kind to yourself. Wait it out and don't forget that you've come out on the other side before, and you will again.
This made me tear up a bit.
I broke up with my girlfriend about 5 months ago, we were best friends for a year, and than we fell in love and were in a beautiful relationship for almost another year, but than... idk things fell apart for reasons that still aren't completely clear to me. She started dating the one guy I was worried about her having feelings for a week after she broke up with me.
for the first 2 or 3 months, I remember taking bathroom breaks at work to go sit on the floor and cry, reading old messages from her that made me cry so hard I had trouble breathing. I remember not wanting to leave the house, and I remember hating myself, blaming myself, and thinking of all the ways I could've fixed it, screaming into my pillow at night, not being able to sleep and feeling like I wanted to crawl inside myself and rip pieces out, and cry until I drowned in my own tears...
Then two of my very good friends start taking me to do stuff all the time, they made me laugh, and smile, they pulled me up. They saved me. Now I realized how ridiculous I was acting, but I'm glad what happened happened because I appriciate those 2 friends way more than I use too now. It reminds me of that line from firefly "When you can't run, you crawl, and when you can't crawl, you find someone who can carry you." looking back... it's not hyperbolic to say they save my life... they really might have...
But it's true, though, the best thing to do is be patient with yourself, allow yourself to be sad, don't think of the what if's, and the woulda, shoulda, coulda's, that will just drive you nuts and it doesn't help anything. But most of all, know that there it's only temporary, and use that fire, that sadness and anger, and regret, inside you, and throw it in the fire inside you, burn it, use it as energy. Take the time you need too, to let yourself feel what you have to feel, but than use all that left over emotion, and use it to better yourself. I was living with my parents, no job, no license, no money, nothing when I was with my girlfriend, and then I took all that negative emotion inside my and used it as fuel. Now I have a job, I'm moving out in a week, I have a drivers license, and I'll have my own car in about a month, I'm looking in to collages, I'm starting to eat healthier, and I'm finding happiness inside myself instead of trying to find it in somebody else.
When you're that broken, you get to rebuild, so rebuild and make it glorious.
Spend time with friends, do things you love, enjoy some emotionally moving art (it's like exercise for your heart) take the time you need to take to be sad, but then get right back out there and live like you've always wanted to. Spend time with members of the sex that you are attracted to, and notice all the beautiful things about them, it helps remind you that the person that left you isn't the only person in the world, there are so many amazing, wonderful, beautiful, fascinating, great people out there. You let yourself have those moments, but then you've got to fight, and it will be worth it, and it'll be beautiful, and you'll feel more alive than every.
p.s. I met a girl last week and she gave me her phone number, we're going on a date next week, and that's not a thing that happens to me... like... ever... I'm excited. I know it sounds clique but it's true, things get better.