broken heart

Thanks, y'all! I'm feeling better already. I get over this kind of thing really quickly. It's amazing how quickly friends rally to support you. I'm so lucky to know so many caring people...in real life and on the internet.

yeah... but not from a relationship.

i broke my own heart. i won't go into detail.

anyways... i know it's hard to do right now, but just think about how fucking great it is to be alive. to have actually been conceived... and born... growing into the person you are... it's the closest thing to a miracle anyone can ever perform. no smoke. no mirrors. just life. embrace it for what it is and because you have it.

i don't know what it is with me today...

but fucking A. if it's such a great day to be me, it has has to be a great day to be you.

Yes. I won't go into it but oh well. The only bad thing is that we are still friends.

awwwww
well not broken.. maybe more like cracked? anyway, still totally sucks.
i'm sorry, hope you're feeling better soon enough

*hugs*

i do believe the phrase "the hair of the dog blah blah" refers to this as well.. not just the hangover as most think... soo...

when your heart gets broken,
eat the person who broke it

or if your not a fantastic chef,

eat a puppy.

yes. cmere, you get a hug. just remember, as horrible as it is now, every moment that passes will make it less so. I promise.

I won't go into details. but i started getting anxiety attacks from a broken heart.

This should cheer you up!

Hmm, read my journal entry.

I've been single 2 years after a 3 years relationship. Immediately after the breakup, I couldn't sleep more than 2 hours a night and I never left the house.

Yes.

I'm sorry.
*pats Query on back*

Yes. Even though I broke up with him, it wasn't something I wanted to do. I was physically ill for days afterward. It actually didn't take too long though, before I realized I was better off alone than with some idiot. I spent a lot of time with my very awesome friends. I threw myself into my schoolwork. I had a rebound fling (maybe not the best idea).
I know it sounds like a total cliche, but it does make you a stronger person, once you survive the worst of it. It also shows you how many other people in your life truly care about you.
But right now, it just majorly sucks for you, I'm sure. I feel for you. I hope you have some excellent friends to help you through this.

The Beatles said it best "I get by with a little help from my friends"

Don't want to share my whole story-but here is one thing I did:

Take all of the mementos... the photographs, the dried roses, the poems, the birthtay cards, all that stuff, especially the photos!, and pack them all away in a cardboard box. Wrap that box up with some serious packing tape--the kind of shit that you can't just rip open with your fingers. Wrap it up real good and put it away in the darkest corner of your closet, or better yet, in your mom n dad's attic or something. Don't burn it or trash it--just put it away.
This way you won't get caught in those moments of weakness when you want to pull out the loveletters and re-read them for the 30th time after you've downed a bottle of Pinot Noir. But you will know wherever he/she is. You have not destroyed the memories, but you have put them somewhere safe and out of reach, which is where they should stay. And then, in a few years, you may go back and open it if you want. You may laugh, you will cry, but you will have allowed yourself to have the distance that you need. I have three of these boxes and they are well hidden. (And if, by chance, things get nasty and your ex turns into an evil monster, then you can go get that box and have a fuckin bonfire with that shit!)

I wish you all the best

Yes. I felt exactly, exactly the same as that. For so, so long.

I kept waiting for the awful, awful feelings to go away. And sometimes, it still feels really shitty if I think about it.

It's a horrible cliché that you don't want to hear, but it will get better in time.

This sucks and it's beautiful all at the same time.
SG rocks

I had my heart broken once. The girl I loved was killed. Hope you're ok

ive been on and off with the same guy for two years... today he dumped me and told me video games were more important than me.... *hugs* relationships can so suck.... i need chocolate....

Not really.. though I'd kind of like it to be sometime.

Twice. The second time was easier because I remembered that I DID get over the first one and that I WOULD get over the second one.

Things I went through:

I couldn't eat. I just wasn't hungry, and trying to force it made me feel sick.

I wouldn't go to sleep because I'd have dreams about him and wake up even more depressed. Also, when I woke up, I'd realize I had to go through another day without him. So, my sleep suffered big time.

I found it hard to care about school, so my grades slipped. I couldn't imagine my future without him, so I found it hard to care about my future. BAD BAD BAD. I didn't do this the second time. I owe that one to maturity, since I was three years older.

Work was hell, but it got me through the day, and that was good. It helped distract me a bit.

Hanging out with friends wasn't as fun as it should have been, but had I not, I'd have gone insane. They understood and didn't mind when I'd start crying at random moments. They'd be like, "Why is a MUFFIN making you cry," and I'd have to say something like, "Because he fed me a muffin on our first date," and they'd sort of smile and hug me. It felt dumb at the time, but it helped.

I let myself cry whenever I needed to. If I was at work, I went into the bathroom and allowed myself a couple of minutes to wash my face and relax. You HAVE to let yourself cry. I call it "getting the poison out", like a snakebite or something. If you keep it in, it'll make it worse. The second time my heart broke, I didn't hold it in, and I got over it MUCH faster.

Try to reduce contact with him. You may be able to be friends some day, but not right now. It's too soon. You can't make the transition in your head until you give it some space and learn to live your life without him.

Call your friends whenever you need to talk or whenever you need someone to tell you they love you. That's what they're there for. A true friend won't mind listening to you cry at 4:00 AM because he/she knows you'd do the same for him/her.

Oh, and *****HUG*****

Been there. I couldn't eat for a week. I lost fifteen pounds. It wasn't healthy.

But everything will be okay. No matter how much you tell yourself you'll never be the same again, it'll get better. You'll be okay.

*giant panda hugs* It'll get better.