Oh god, I think I'm gonna win this. I've taken back most of the things I lost in the collateral damage of this breakup. I've got those parts of my life that I wanted back, and I feel good about it. I was dying, but now I'm learning to live again. And it's so fuckng satisfying to see that despite what she wanted to believe, it wasn't being with me that made her so unhappy. I've come from having no one to talk to, much less hang out with, and I've finally got a functioning social network again. I've got things to do, people to call and hang out with. The only things I want for will come in time, and I'm not in a bad position for waiting. I've lost weight, I've got plenty of things to do to keep myself busy when I'm alone. I've got a few big events coming up (October should be a GREAT month), and even the nights when I don't, I've got people that will call me and invite me out. Nothing's perfect, but everything's fine.