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Originally Posted by EVOLghost
Man...it all happened so fast.
My girlfriend and I broke up, it started off well but then went ugly, but it's now calm again. We're still talking and stuff. It turns out she found a job after graduation. It's in Florida. It's nothing permanent, but something to just start building up a resume and credentials to be a Sign Language Interpreter. I don't understand, she hates the heat and the sun. Anyways....I'm happy for her, and I'm now so alone lol. I've been sleeping a lot and I have time off this week, so tomorrow I'm gonna drive to Colorado with my dog. Gonna take him on a little vacation to check out mountains, smoke some weed, and also check out an arcade there. I think my friend who moved to Salt Lake City might meet me up there too...so that'd be cool.
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Hey. Couldn't help but read this.
I'm ... uh... I'm actually going through something similar. I haven't mentioned this to anyone yet but my girlfriend of almost a decade is leaving on a soul searching mission of sorts. It's not a breakup, per se, but she is hopping into an RV and venturing out west, and I am, well, not. It's not a surprise or anything. I've known for some time that this was her plan, but like a good
guy, I've been swallowing my feelings and not burping them back up. This has of course given me a nasty case of romantic and existential indigestion, and I've been growing increasingly nervous and sullen and depressed as the days/weeks/months pass. She's not yet sure when she's leaving, but she really wants to do this, and I can't say I blame her much after the professional life she's lead (social work was fulfilling, working in a hospital kind of killed her spirit and failed to pay what she was worth, and now she's working for a land-processing -- pipeline building, fracking -- pile of shit behemoth company that pays well but makes her hate herself), so I can see the need to escape. I'm just not in any position to do so myself, and to top it all off, I enjoy my creature comforts too much.
Our situations may be somewhat (or a lot) different if you and your ex are fresh out of college, but if that's the case, look on the bright side... you have a lot of life ahead of you. Me, I'm getting older and more curmudgeonly and less interested in people, so I can't imagine I'll have much luck finding a suitable companion (aside from my own animals) to fill the void. I also live in a tiny ass town where pickins' is slim to say the least.
Enough about me though. I just wanted to say I feel you dawg. Or, rather, I can empathize. And I wish you the best. Don't listen to Broken Social Scene or Built to Spill or Modest Mouse (not even good Modest Mouse... actually, especially not good Modest Mouse). I recommend jubilant hip-hop and emotionless electronic music, coupled with 50-hour work weeks and an HBO Go subscription.
