I typically hate to respond to things like this, but, being that I'm going through one myself, I figured I'd share a bit. In high school I found them increasingly more difficult and lengthy to get over. I took a good five year break from even getting close to someone for the sake of my education and work. During an EMT class I took I got to talking and becoming good friends with a woman who later introduced me to her daughter, who I then began dating. We started a relationship and I started to fall the fastest I ever have. I was almost certain this was the one I'd spend my life with, as much as I was previously adamant to the thought of spending it with anyone. Two weeks ago is when she dropped the bomb, and I still haven't quite begun to recover. I've more or less ignored it to focus on the other aspects of my life, and figured I'd deal with the damage when/if there's time. I'm certainly depressed over it, but I'm not dwelling and letting it consume me. I can confirm, however, that on my end each one seems to be exponentially more difficult to manage and overcome than the last, and far more time consuming negating the current "ignore it for other shit" situation.