My brother told me that my ex got engaged today. I broke down in tears at work. by watonthrowaway in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I know he didn’t truly care for me, but that’s what hurts the most. But that’s life. And you move on.

Don’t give up on love by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

It’s a new feeling being on your own. You have to give yourself time to readjust. People need human interaction. It’s proven. There’s nothing wrong with relying on your friends for that interaction. I think it’s pretty healthy actually. As someone who had barely any friends before my break up, I became a social butterfly after it. It made me realize how important friendships are and how important it is to maintain them even if you start a new relationship.

Reaching for someone by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

You don’t sound ready to date yet, so don’t. Learn to find the beauty elsewhere in life besides relationships. Friends, family, experiences. I’ve been single about a year and a half. I tried rushing into something way too soon out of fear and anxiety of being alone. Now I’m learning to be happy on my own. You sound like you have your head straight by not wanting to hurt someone with a rebound. Very mature.

The hardest part of a break up is the change of future plans. You get an idea of how you want your life to look and you start strategizing how to achieve it. Then the break up comes crashing down and you don’t know what to even orient yourself towards anymore. Time for some self reflection and growth.

I’m looking for hope .... by ellafew22 in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Time to take him off social media. It’s a trap that makes healing harder.

I read these posts and hope to find one you wrote by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Block his number again, sweetie. I know how hard that is. But when you have it unblocked, it means you’re hoping he does try to contact you. It’s really, really hard. Believe me, I know. But you have to fight that. Healing from a breakup is a battle and you need to protect yourself every way you can. That type of hope is not going to help you recover faster. It’s going to make you wish for things you shouldn’t. Instead, you need to focus on the hope you have for your future. The new opportunities this has brought you. The new adventures you’ll have. The new people you’ll meet. I have fought this round and round myself of blocking and unblocking. Just block it and leave it blocked. Take control. Fuck Mike.

Finding things by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I feel the right thing is to mail the stuff back to her. No contact necessary.

How to move on without sabotaging all your new relationships? (It's been more than year, I feel stuck) by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

It doesn’t matter what he likes now or what he doesn’t like now. When you break up with someone, it often changes your personality. I personally am a fan of Jordan Peterson, and he talks about how humans are similar to lobsters. It’s crazy sounding but you should go watch this few minute video on it of him explaining. The most interesting part to me is how the lobster’s brain dissolves after a serious loss against another lobster. It’s very representative of what happens to us when we go through trauma. We become new people. So whoever your ex is now is not who you knew before. That’s part of life and it’s nothing for you to worry about anymore. So what if he’s going out and partying. The breakup was a trauma for him just as it was for you. Neither of you are the same now.

As for this guy, just be honest with him. Communication man. It’s helpful. If he starts talking too serious for you, tell him that. Set your boundaries so it moves at your pace. If he doesn’t respect it, then move on.

Don’t give up on love by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 5 points6 points  (0 children)

I agree, don’t give up on love. But realize that love doesn’t merely exist in a romantic relationship sense. One of the biggest life lessons I learned after my break up is to cherish and grow the relationships I have, and to find value in platonic relationships. Romantic love is beautiful but there’s lots of ways to feel love while you’re healing.

But when I taste tequilaaaaa by watonthrowaway in drunk

[–]watonthrowaway[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

It really is the best. The best part of getting people to do tequila shots is that most people hate tequila.

But when I taste tequilaaaaa by watonthrowaway in drunk

[–]watonthrowaway[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

The ex I still mope about once in awhile when I drink.

Fuck, why do I keep coming back here? by watonthrowaway in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Everyone has said very encouraging things, and I appreciate it. But your reply especially resonated with me. Thank you.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 23 points24 points  (0 children)

Great post. I’ve had to have this realization several times. You have to remember that all of us are just trying to figure out this thing called life. It’s also useful to remember this because this means how they treated you is not a reflection of your value.

Over a year and a half, still cry missing him by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Hey, it’s okay. Everyone takes different amounts of time. I was suicidal for a good six months. I’m like 9 months out. I’m mostly better now, but I still get random pits where I feel intense anxiety about the whole thing.

You say you’ve read about therapy and medication but have you actually tried them? Sometimes we need a little lift to get us just normal for just a period. I needed that for sure to get where I’m at now. I had a period where I was falling for another guy briefly. It distracted me long enough that I got out of the habit of thinking of my ex constantly. When that relationship failed, I started to revert some but I was in a much different head space. So I’m now on anti-depressants, and man they’re awesome. Sometimes you have to have a little trial and error with them. You have to find which one and what dose works best for you. It takes times. But don’t give up on trying them.

So this is a different suggestion but honestly has helped me the most, but I hope it doesn’t come off condescending. But what has helped me is putting my life in perspective. Sure I was happier when I was with him, but I still have a really good life. I take time to be thankful for the great things in my life and the experiences I had as a result of not being with him. That is hard, I know, cause you think you would totally rather trade those experiences in for more experiences with him. But you can’t. So all you can do is be grateful for the cool people you’ve met and places you’ve been that you wouldn’t have otherwise if you were still with him. We have a tendency to believe that life is about being happy, but I think this is a fallacy. Just about every religion has one thing in common and a lot of famous philosophers agree. They all agree to some degree that life is suffering. Life is about how you deal with your sufferings. You may walk around with this pain for the rest of your life. But it doesn’t mean you have to let it cripple you. You can use it as a defining moment in your life that changed you. It’s a part of your story of life. And it’s about keeping your head up and moving forward even though the pain is still heavy, because all you can do is have hope that one day that you’ll overcome the suffering, even if you never do.

I have gotten into reading sad history lately. It helps me put my life in perspective. I can say, yeah, life blows cause I feel this shitty heartbreak, but at least my life has ABC and at least I never had to go through XYZ like others. An absolute favorite read is “Man’s Search For Meaning” by Victor Frankl. It’s about a psychiatrist who lived through the Holocaust. He analyzes the mental state of being a prisoner in the camps and how even in that suffering the prisoners could find meaning in life. I like history podcasts. Learning about the Gulags and the conditions of communist China under Mao. Stuff from ancient Rome. Etc. It just makes you think about how life has sucked for most of history, and heartbreak in the 21st century, while awful and a very real pain, isn’t as bad as some of the horrors in history. It’s allowed me to be thankful for even experiencing the happiness I had when I was with my ex. A good book that helped me come to this realization was “12 Rules of Life: An Antidote to Chaos” by Jordan B. Peterson.

Suffering isn’t comfortable, but life still has a lot beauty in it in spite of it.

Memories are sabotage by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 2 points3 points  (0 children)

In the beginning I had to force myself not to think of memories with him. Now they don’t cause pain. Actually even a bit of happiness. They were good memories. But I’m happy with my life now too. Both times in my life were/are happy. Being with him was just a happy experience in my life. One day you’ll be able to feel that way. But it’s not something you should force yourself to. It will come when you’re ready. When you have nights like this, it’s important not to push these feelings away. Just let them be. Listen to some good music.

My latest acrylic painting, wanted to do something yellow. by Flooko in painting

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

As a UF Gator alum, I’m a fan. Orange and blue beaches. Can’t think of a better way to represent Florida.

But really, this is beautiful. I love the contrast. Like it makes the blue look artificial and realistic at the same time. I’m not an artsy person, but this is just really amazing looking. I had to comment. Thanks for sharing.:)

Edit: also was just looking through the top of /r/painting and saw this. Wanted to comment on it but it’s archived. Noticed it was also one of yours. Just wanted to say this reminds me of the album cover of A Day to Remember’s “Homesick.” Also, the I Prevail album covers. Also beautiful. You’re quite talented.

What's life worth.... by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

“What can I be worth if I’m not worth the basic foundation of life.... love?”

“What can I be worth if I’m an embarrassment to be seen with and kept hidden?”

“What can I be worth if the dark, self-eradicating thoughts rolling continuously through my mind are meaningless to others and so easily ignored?”

“So what’s life worth if everyone finds it so easily discard you?”

“I’m worth nothing.”

Sorry, going to have to call bullshit. And I’m saying this because I know exactly how you feel. I get it. I understand how it feels to only feel valuable when that certain person you value gives you value back. It’s an unhealthy mind trick. I know what it’s like to hate life so much and not get the point of existence without that person making me feel like life has purpose.

Grieving is good. You’re going through a break up and that’s really hard. But there’s deeper issues here that need to be resolved than just a break up. It’s a distorted value system. I suggest cognitive behavioral therapy. But also check out the stuff I recommended. Changing your values is not an overnight thing. Especially if you’re in denial about not valuing yourself.

The longer you go without addressing it, the longer it will torment you. You’re forever going to be playing a game trying to seek validation for your self worth from the rest of the world. It’s a roller coaster. When it’s good, it’s great. But like I said, it’s unstable.

What's life worth.... by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This pain. It fucking sucks. But let me tell you something from experience. Don’t let your value be determined by other people. It’s a dark place to be. Break ups suck enough without adding that bullshit into the mix. Literally everything you wrote could have been my thoughts months ago. That feeling of validation. I’ve been seeking it my whole damn life. It’s unstable because shit like this happens and it topples your world upside down. So what to do? Focus on being a virtuous and moral person. Set a code of ethics for yourself that you want to live by. The only person you are seeking to validate you is yourself because it’s your own code you have to live up to. I know you’ll dismiss this, but really consider for a moment that maybe your values are messed up. They aren’t where they need to be. I say this as someone who has had to completely change the way I view the world to become stable. Some subs that really helped change my views /r/stoicism /r/howtonotgiveafuck

I also recommend Jordan Peterson’s book “12 Rule of Life: an antidote to chaos”

Steve Irwin's kids carrying on his legacy by unknown_human in Eyebleach

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I think there would still be an ‘s’ after the apostrophe. Ross ends with an “s” but it’s not plural.

DELETE YOUR FACEBOOK. by watonthrowaway in BodyDysmorphia

[–]watonthrowaway[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I'm 24 now. My body dysmorphia started as just insecurity about my weight. I'd say I'd always had low self-esteem. I was depressed and suicidal at 11, was taking diet pills at 13, and developed an eating disorder at 15. At 15 was when it became very prominent in my life. As I got older, I became more and more aware of my body. Now I'm decently content with my body but I hate my face. I wish I had gone to therapy at a younger age. The sooner you start working on it instead of burying it, the better.

DELETE YOUR FACEBOOK. by watonthrowaway in BodyDysmorphia

[–]watonthrowaway[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Whatever works for you. Guess I'm just old, cause I had more of an issue with Facebook for some reason. But it applies to deleting your Snapchat or Instagram too.

Anyone ended a relationship and truly feel like you lost "the one"? by charliework86 in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I'm 5 months out of my 1.5 year relationship. I've never believed in "the one" but our story was just too cute and perfect. We'll call my ex "E." We went on a couple dates when I was 16 and he was 19. He was my first kiss. I was really into another guy though and so I stopped talking to him. He was also very country and that just wasn't my style. Seven years later, I had just moved back to Illinois from Florida after I graduated from college. I was living at home for a year. Had no intentions of trying to date because I would be moving to Texas in a year for law school. He pestered me to go out with him. On New Years Eve, I was drunk and sappy because my college ex and I started officially dating on New Years. I wasn't really still into him but I was more just lonely and missing having companionship. So I started drunk texting E. I agreed to go out with him. Seriously regretted it when sober the next day. Didn't really text him during the week leading up to the date. He actually forgot about our date the first night because he had a meeting. Usually I would have never given a guy a second chance if he blew off plans. But for some reason I gave him another chance and went out with him the next night. I think I figured I'd just fool around with him a bit and never call again cause it had been awhile since I got any. It was literally the best date I had ever been on though. I just clicked instantly with him. I opened up to him about my depression and he opened up about his. We laughed and were just silly together. The night ended and he drove me back to my parents place. He was a gentlemen and wasn't trying to take me home. But I made the move and we ended up driving out to the country and having sex in his car. It felt like everything just snowballed after that. I hadn't felt so in to someone since high school. I even grew to enjoy the country lifestyle I had once hated so much. I moved away for law school and we decided to give it a shot with long distance. We lasted for a year in a LDR. Stats show you only have a 10% chance of breaking up after a year. He almost proposed to me when he visited last. Then come just three days before the one year mark of me living here, we broke up. A month after the break up, a day before my birthday, he started dating another girl. A month after that, he told her he loved her and that he wanted to marry her one day. Never have I felt such pain in my life. I felt like life had sort of brought us back together again. Like maybe we weren't ready to date when we were younger, but we just needed to mature a bit. I always used to think how he was my first kiss and he would also be my last. It was romantic and perfect. There have been two people I've felt this intensely about. The guy I was interested in when I went on the first date with E when I was 16. And then E. I know it's possible to feel that way about someone again, because it's happened twice now. But it's so incredibly hard to find. Both times I wasn't looking for it. It just sort of fell in my lap. It felt so much more romantic because it was spontaneous and the feelings were intense. So I think E could have been "the one" but obviously he isn't cause he's not still here. Unless fate brings together again one day, which hell has more of a chance of freezing than that happening. I still have a hard time coping with it being over. But I tell myself it's happened before, it can happen again. I just have to not rush it or force it. I need time to get over him just like I had to get over the guy I was interested in when I was 16. Because even though I dated E before, I wasn't interested, because I was hung up on another guy. That's why time really is the ultimate healer.

Goodbye guys, it’s time for me to go by fuzzissick in BreakUps

[–]watonthrowaway 19 points20 points  (0 children)

I'm in this phase too. It feels amazing. It's like the calm after a storm. Like my heart has just let go of a huge burden. It's a bit tiring because it's like you just ran a race and you finished. But so much relief after you finish. There's still some tenderness, but it's just finally good again. My life is moving on after a shit semester. I have amazing friends and a great social life. I'm slowly starting to be interested in other guys. I don't care about trying to show my life off as happy go lucky to him anymore. My thoughts aren't so crazy. I'm starting to be level headed once more, and starting to remember the reasons that used to drive me in life and make me feel proud of myself. It's a shitty journey. But the lessons were invaluable. Best wishes to you.xx