I believe that there are two types of women...
Sluts and girls who lie about being a slut.
I assume that won't be your opening line on your next date.
I believe that there are two types of women...
Sluts and girls who lie about being a slut.
The last time I broke up with a gf I had a rugby match the next day so I decided to use the match to release some anger.
well, I ended up knocking the opposing teams fly-half unconscious in the first five minutes and played the best game of my life, it was a good form of anger management.
Yeah, get a massage. :1orglaughNo matter what any of us say, You will get over this in your own time. And after 8 years and no marriage, it is time to move on. I was in a relationship for that length of time and yes, people change and grow apart. It sucks, but just be strong. Do not ever say you will hurt yourself, cry your eyes ball out, but never hurt yourself! It is ok to cry, it is part of healing. Now, take a deep breath and seriously go somewhere have a great dinner, spend time with your buddies, play some games or just get a massage...RELAX. This is beyond you, you cannot force anything to happen, just live your life and make yourself happy!
I assume that won't be your opening line on your next date.
Yeah, get a massage. :1orglaugh
No, my next date will begin with...
"How much?"
I gave in to temptation and called her today (last time we spoke was Friday morning, we've been broken up since Sunday). I was not looking for a fight and she reaffirmed that she is not "looking for anyone right now" and that her and the guy are just friends (he's 31, divorced, in the Navy, and not to sound like an ass but not really good-looking). Deep down, I was never really threatened by that guy (i knew she'd never go for someone like that) just pissed that she didn't want to be with me. She told me she missed me, and I the same, and the conversation ended there. I know I was being weak but I was bored at the moment and the urge to speak with her was just too overpowering.
I really fucked up. Spied on her and the new guy she's talking to (whom deep down i know she wouldn't go for) got in a big fight with her over the phone, the mom got on and cursed me out and threatened to call the cops if i went over the house. I went to her house, she called the cops and if it wasn't for her dad being a nice guy (he told the cops that I'm not a bad kid and he didn't want to press charges just wanted me to go home) I'd be in jail right now. I got into her email accounts, changed her passwords and deleted about 8 years worth of personal emails from her. I have an arsenal of naked pics of her at my disposal (i shouldn't post this here since i know it can be used against me later on but idc).
My friend had to almost break my arm off, ripping a knife out of my arm last night, i was going to use it on myself... I acknowledge that I need help, i should have followed all of your suggestions and just left her alone. We probably would have gotten back together by December had I just calmed the fuck down.
I really fucked up. Spied on her and the new guy she's talking to (whom deep down i know she wouldn't go for) got in a big fight with her over the phone, the mom got on and cursed me out and threatened to call the cops if i went over the house.
I got into her email accounts, changed her passwords and deleted about 8 years worth of personal emails from her. I have an arsenal of naked pics of her at my disposal (i shouldn't post this here since i know it can be used against me later on but idc).
My friend had to almost break my arm off, ripping a knife out of my arm last night, i was going to use it on myself... I acknowledge that I need help, i should have followed all of your suggestions and just left her alone. We probably would have gotten back together by December had I just calmed the fuck down.
Scotch. It burns on the way down. It burns in your belly. It burns away the other burning reality you're feeling. Drink. DRINK NOW!
Then, when you're nice and drunk.. never, EVER drunk dial. Anyone. Ever.
Play video games, watch old movies. Pass the time with as little masturbation and thinking as possible. Only time can sort that bullshit out and time does not require you to actively sort that shit out right now.
There is no striking while the iron is hot, it's over.. for the moment. If anyone starts it up again, it'll be HER. Never you. Give her time to miss you, give her time to think about it. In the meantime you need to recover. If she calls you, dont act independent, dont act too angry. Act homesick. She is the comfort known as home.. and You Miss it. You're confused, but not helpless.
In short.. life is a game. Know how to play it. And when you're not playing it, drink your old memories away lest they influence the new ones. You dont want BAGGAGE, do ya?!?
Seriously tho.. I know it hurts. I've been there numerous times with girlfriends, family, money.. life is fucking heartache. It's bullshit that doesnt let up. That's why you never give in. On your deathbed you should flick off G_d and say fuck you to everyone who isnt there at your side. DONT GIVE IN!
BTW, if you're anywhere near Fishers, Indiana.. stop by and I'll help you with that drowning the sorrows bit.
I believe that there are two types of women...
Sluts and girls who lie about being a slut.
I'm not a slut. I'm an enthusiastic lover of men.
I believe that there are two types of women...
Sluts and girls who lie about being a slut.