I remember from what I was 13 to 15 I had all these boyfriends whose names I can barely remember. I’ve probably even forgotten some. And I remember how I thought my heart was so broken. Not for all of them, but for some of them, I seriously thought the world was over. And I got over every single one of them in my own time. I know its much different situation, but its just a point that life moves on, no matter how much people think the end of the world has came over some stupid asshole who took you for granted. Females need to see the bigger picture. I understand a few weeks or even a month of feeling helpless and I even understand a longer mourning period because after you invest yourself into something for a while, it can be devastating, thus expected. But the point is that during that mourning period, you need to be working forward. You need to be putting some effort toward regaining your mental health. If you sit around and self destruct, waiting to just get the fuck over it or, even worse, waiting for the piece of shit relationship you previously had to magically emerge out of the dump you previously saw it in, into a meaningful and exhilarating, long-lasting thing, you are being pathetic. Find the fucking woman in you and get on with it. The thing about a bad break up is that there will be many more bad break ups after it. And even if there aren’t, sooner or later your heart WILL be broke again, over someone who took you for granted just like the asshole before, whether it be a guy or a boss or a friend or even family. No one is immune to it, so just learn how to deal with it.

Just saying. Its a fact of life. So don’t come at me with your sob stories after its been too long for you to still be feeling sorry for yourself.