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Originally Posted by truncated
Sorry to hear that slavo.
You can blow sunshine up your own ass, but things WON'T start to look up soon - you're going to feel like recycled donkey shit for ages. Here's a half-assed psychological thingie (since I just woke up and I'm not a psychologist anyhow):
I always find that the things that really make a breakup worse are the constant reminders of that person; the mental associations you make between certain things you do in a day and that person's role in them. You went to a a certain coffee shop together; both liked the same film; listened to the same bands; etc. So you put on an album and all of a sudden you're fucking miserable because you're reminded of this chick.
You have to destroy these mental associations, not avoid them; avoidance only makes it worse. Don't stop doing the things you associate with her; just intersperse them with new shit, that was totally unrelated to your relationship. If the old associations are painful, you seize that pain, relish it, magnify it, wallow in it. Slowly, they become independent of your relationship with her, and as you find new things to do on your own, you move on, almost without realizing it.
Keep busy. Be self-indulgent and wallow in the pain for a bit; as cliche as it is, that's part of any 'grieving' process. Get drunk and maudlin, definitely cry, and obnoxiously grab strange girls' asses in the bar. This is going to hurt, like a syphilitic whore, for quite some time, but don't avoid it. No matter what any tree-hugging, peace-loving bastard says, pain/hatred/bitterness are essential to survival. They keep you sharp. Otherwise you become a complacent asshole and you lose your identity.
Fuck her, she probably farts in bed anyhow.
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yes, that's clever thinking. I'm gonna do that exactly the way you said.
The worst thing probably is that we broke up in friendship and whole yesterday's night she kept telling me: "whenever you feel bad or anything, just give me a call or meet me, we're gonna talk", but I'm kind of angry because she knows I tend to get depressive from time to time and she feels sorry. and that's full of crap. we could have at least argued or something like that...
she's a great girl though. I will post some mp3s that she's recorded with her band.