I wanted to thank everyone who replied with nice comments. You guys are awesome.

My mom called me last night to see if I was ok. I was like "yeah, I'm fine"
She was like "I just know you...when you get depressed you tend to hurt yourself..."
If she was talking about cutting and all that shit, I haven't done that in about a year...
The only destructive ideas going through my head is at the gym, and that is a constructive destruction, so all is well.
No worries, I am not going to hurt myself.

And for all those who will say bad things about the both of them...don't.
I don't want this to be petty and stupid like all my last break-ups.
Her heart belongs to him, not me, point blank, leave it at that.
I wish them both happiness.
This isn't the first time I have been dumped, and I am not the same old weak "I'm gonna take a razor to my arm" Luke that I was a year ago.

Either I am handling this better than I thought I would, or I honestly just went numb. One of the two. I haven't figured that one out yet.

-KOS