Originally posted by Cappuccino911:
Go Fu ck her best friend!
That's kinda what I did. I went to a party at a college where my girl both worked and attended. First girl I met that knew her, well, you know. She worked for her. I felt better for a little bit. But you know what? That didn't matter.
All that mattered was that I got over myself. I put too much stock in what I thought was something it wasn't. The way I look at it is this, and it's very evil: If she dumped you on your birthday then she really didn't like you. Women are very vindictive. As soon as they are slighted (or even think they are) they became ruthless and try to hurt worse than they perceived themselves to be. My feelings on this? She's got issues. Fine, let her have her issues and bring what you've got to the table to you, your friends and your hobbies.
I've been divorced for about five years now and I still don't have a regular girl. Doesn't matter. I tell myself that no matter what happens to me or what people do, I will always be me, no one can
really change that. Know what else? I like me and that's all that matters. And I don't mean stuck up and junk, just I enjoy being me and I'm comfortable being me no matter where I go. There always has to be that something of you that they can't touch. I don't mean be callous, you just have to get to a point where you say: "Ok, that hurt. But you know what? I'm still me."
I know it sounds quirky but that's what gets me through everything. It's along the same lines as a couple of other CEG'ers said about respect for yourself. Gotta have it, don't leave home without it.
ps- My ex lives in FL with my daughter so I come down regularly to visit. Wanna grab a beer around Novemberish?
