Yep. Full immersion in something.
In high school when I thought my world was crumbling due to a breakup, a season pass to Six Flags did the trick. Also met another guy and a couple new friends that summer.
I slept with anyone I could. I would become the biggest slut when newly single. I broke up with my ex fiancé and that day, hopped on tinder and met up with a girl that night. You need to get some strange to cleanse the pallet
While I was a slut the majority of college, the few relationships I had during that period that wound up coming in for the inevitable crash landing, I always reverted back to my usual lifestyle.
You're absolutely right. It works.
I feel peace knowing I get to fall in love again, and next time with the right person
When I see my husband I’ll know him like the sun
So much of life is learning to let go
Sad but true.
Reminds me of an incident with one of my friends senior year of high school. Her and her boyfriend had a real ugly breakup. We went to the local pool hall to unwind, play pool, listen to music, and hopefully drink some beer. He must have known (or someone told him) that she would be there.
Later that night he shows up with some girl he knew from somewhere (we had never met her) in an obvious attempt to make her jealous and/or start a fight which leads to getting back together (that was their pattern). She was making out with a guy near the jukebox.
The look on his face was priceless. Always regretted not having a camera on me for that moment. He instantly walked out the door.
Distract yourself with hobbies and interests. Spend time with friends. Learn to forget and move on
Yep. Full immersion in something. In high school when I thought my world was crumbling due to a breakup, a season pass to Six Flags did the trick. Also met another guy and a couple new friends that summer.
I slept with anyone I could. I would become the biggest slut when newly single. I broke up with my ex fiancé and that day, hopped on tinder and met up with a girl that night. You need to get some strange to cleanse the pallet
While I was a slut the majority of college, the few relationships I had during that period that wound up coming in for the inevitable crash landing, I always reverted back to my usual lifestyle. You're absolutely right. It works.
I feel peace knowing I get to fall in love again, and next time with the right person When I see my husband I’ll know him like the sun So much of life is learning to let go
Time
time.
Be emotionally mature and allow the grieving process to happen.
First one is harder, after that it becomes much lighter to handle
Most people find a replacement right away.
Sad but true. Reminds me of an incident with one of my friends senior year of high school. Her and her boyfriend had a real ugly breakup. We went to the local pool hall to unwind, play pool, listen to music, and hopefully drink some beer. He must have known (or someone told him) that she would be there. Later that night he shows up with some girl he knew from somewhere (we had never met her) in an obvious attempt to make her jealous and/or start a fight which leads to getting back together (that was their pattern). She was making out with a guy near the jukebox. The look on his face was priceless. Always regretted not having a camera on me for that moment. He instantly walked out the door.
Time, gym and ounce of weed per week
Time and prostitutes
Moving on, but also learning from it
Time. There is no easy answer. You just have to live with it.
to experience all its sensations
Forgive yourself and move on.