I’m feeling less than stellar this morning. I probably shouldn’t have watched “P.S. I Love You.” It left me feeling incredibly alone last night, as I slept another night on the sofa, since I still haven’t mapped the location of Huge Spider in Bedroom. And I cried twenty minutes into the movie — not at death, but at love. All-consuming, I-don’t-have-it love. I also got angry — punch-hole-in-the-wall-wishing-it-was-my-ex angry. Thankfully, I rescinded prior to having another fix-it project before the sale of my condo.
Here is some breakup advice from The Frisky for “Embracing the Grace Period.” I’m almost out of my Kraft Mac ‘n Cheese phase.
Also on The Frisky, how NOT to be a bad ex. Too late for me, regardless if I’m Dumpee (when it hurts from broken hearts) or Dumper (when it hurts from guilt). I have this here place in web-land to work through my anger, resentment, guilt and everyday male bashing. I’m seriously, like, three men away from becoming a lesbian.
My girls over at Ex-Boyfriend Jewelry began another site: Stuff That’s Left Behind. Perhaps I’m in angst knowing that I possess something (that I intend to return) from an ex with whom I will run into next week. It will be the first viewing since our breakup a couple months ago. Shit. I am not prepared. Not because I am upset (like sad, upset), but because I am angry. He should feel a bit of relief in that he is not the target of my punch-the-hole anger.
Looking for a clever (albeit harsh) way to dump your significant other? Try Keller’s Kards for breakups. I heart you. No, never mind, that was a typo. I meant: I hate you. Sorry.
November 7th, 2008 at 11:18 am
I swear we are the same person. I watched 27 dresses,not even that romantic, cried, then called and left my boyfriend 3 messages as to why we should break up. (We are 2500 miles apart.) Anyhoo~ I swear it never goes away, I am 33 and still feel like I am 14.
November 9th, 2008 at 7:43 am
Breakups suck. Hang in there…