Crying over my break up and still feeling like crap. I feel emotionally and physically drained. I forgot I had his deceased mother’s photo in my wallet. I met her before she passed away. She was a lovely woman and I kept a photo to honor her when we was a couple. I texted him just now so awkwardly that it was in my wallet and I truly forgot and asked him does he want me to give it back to him or just throw it away cuz I’m sure he doesn’t want to see me just how I don’t wanna see him but I am not heartless I want him to have it back since it’s precious
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Crying my heartout
im sure he has plenty of photos of his mother. and why would you throw it away? you knew her, enjoyed knowing her, have your own good memories of her, you should keep it. maybe not in your wallet, but in a special drawer or one of those little boxes for special small things if youhave one. if not go buy yourself one.
as for coping with a breakup:
eat ice cream
call in sick
trash talk him with your friends
go to the gym and work on your revenge body
go for a jog/walk
call an old flame “just to catch up”
spend time with a dog or a cat
watch a romantic comedy
think about what went wrong and learn from it
volunteer
buy a new pair of shoes
changeyour hair or do your nails
sleep with his best friend
eat more ice cream
realize that you really are better off without him
ask your friends to set you up
smile
meet someone new
oh. and stop texting him! wait for him to come crawling back to you. then tell him sorry but you’ve moved on
Sorry about the breakup Bray,
Maybe offer to mail it back to him. Seeing him won’t help you move on. It will only take you back. Look forward, not back.
I’m fine, it doesn’t make me want him back. I’m just very sad how it ended around the time I really needed someone anyone most after being there for others. Just thought since it’s my turn to be helped I would get it but I didn’t which is okay I am not bitter about it at all
That’s was nice of you. I was very much in love when I was nineteen, we were to get married, he put money in a joint bank account for my ring. He was a football player in college. Always was home to see me , and I there. Then one day my brother came home, and told my father that he got a slut pregnant , and took her New York to get an abortion. I called him up but never said a thing, but that we are to far away from each other, we need date other people. I cried my eyes out was so depressed miss him so much. But I knew I couldn’t be with a cheater. He tried to call me many times found out I was engaged , begged me not to married him. But I did ,I loved him, maybe it was the same kind of love, but he’s a good man, and father. He never told me he was sorry, or tried to talk about. I still to this day, when times aren’t going good. I think of the love we had for each, but I know the way he lives now, and that’s not a life I could of been in. For myself, and my girls we always send back valuable, or precious thing back. You don’t have to get in touch, it will make it worse for you, just sent it back to him. Because if you hope to give back in person, you’ll just hurt more.❤️