so i though i was moving on quite well... everyone thought so...
i was pulling girls with ease, would kiss a few new girls every night i went out and even had a few really hot lays! i've met a lot of fun and sexy girls and even some who i think would rather want me as a **** buddy as a friend (which is pretty awesome) ...so life's not that bad! a bunch of new friends, a bunch of new interesting people in my life...
i finally got to the point where life was simple and easy. no woman, no cry... or something to that effect... i thought.
but last night i saw something that made my whole world collapse. i wanted to die. i felt like ripping my own lungs out and choking on my own blood. i saw myself die, as if i'd stabbed myself through my heart in front of a mirror. i was in my own personal horror movie, starring myself and the person who i never wanted to see again... no words can describe this feeling.
i've only once felt pain, hate and anger like this before...
i saw my ex and her new bf.
now, notice how i wanted to rip out my own lungs? can you imagine what ran through my mind at the time that i saw HIM?
i was very impressed with myself that i managed to keep my cool and shake his hand, i even made some polite convo. we even managed to talk about some rugby (i hate sports)
but then (and he knows that she is MY ex) he deciced to kiss her in front of me. apparently he didnt consider my skinny ass as a threat...
its amazing what you're capable of when you're dead inside, when you really know that you have nothing left to lose. you just abandon all hope and allow yourself to be overwhelmed with hate and anger. you just let your inner psycho explode and nothing can hold you back.
david and goliath has nothing on what followed...
(yeah, i kicked the **** out of his 25yr old jock ass!)
my question now...
how the hell do i get to the point where she means nothing to me anymore?
i've taken all the traditional advice... i've cut her out, i've dated other girls, i've slept with hotter ones... i even have hotter girls chasing me and yet the only one i really care about is this damn f*cking ex!
i dont know what to do anymore!
its been over 2 months, we dated for 2 years. she moved on in 3 weeks.
why the hell cant the guy who was "emotionally detached" detach himself?
all i want to do is to take a golf club to this f*cker's head, but at the same time i'm also just happy that he makes her smile (as cliche as that sounds)
i cant stand this anymore... there's too much **** that's busy f*cking around with my life and i feel that this is actually an issue that i can deal with and sort out... but i need help.
ANY adivice would be greatly appreciated.
i was pulling girls with ease, would kiss a few new girls every night i went out and even had a few really hot lays! i've met a lot of fun and sexy girls and even some who i think would rather want me as a **** buddy as a friend (which is pretty awesome) ...so life's not that bad! a bunch of new friends, a bunch of new interesting people in my life...
i finally got to the point where life was simple and easy. no woman, no cry... or something to that effect... i thought.
but last night i saw something that made my whole world collapse. i wanted to die. i felt like ripping my own lungs out and choking on my own blood. i saw myself die, as if i'd stabbed myself through my heart in front of a mirror. i was in my own personal horror movie, starring myself and the person who i never wanted to see again... no words can describe this feeling.
i've only once felt pain, hate and anger like this before...
i saw my ex and her new bf.
now, notice how i wanted to rip out my own lungs? can you imagine what ran through my mind at the time that i saw HIM?
i was very impressed with myself that i managed to keep my cool and shake his hand, i even made some polite convo. we even managed to talk about some rugby (i hate sports)
but then (and he knows that she is MY ex) he deciced to kiss her in front of me. apparently he didnt consider my skinny ass as a threat...
its amazing what you're capable of when you're dead inside, when you really know that you have nothing left to lose. you just abandon all hope and allow yourself to be overwhelmed with hate and anger. you just let your inner psycho explode and nothing can hold you back.
david and goliath has nothing on what followed...
(yeah, i kicked the **** out of his 25yr old jock ass!)
my question now...
how the hell do i get to the point where she means nothing to me anymore?
i've taken all the traditional advice... i've cut her out, i've dated other girls, i've slept with hotter ones... i even have hotter girls chasing me and yet the only one i really care about is this damn f*cking ex!
i dont know what to do anymore!
its been over 2 months, we dated for 2 years. she moved on in 3 weeks.
why the hell cant the guy who was "emotionally detached" detach himself?
all i want to do is to take a golf club to this f*cker's head, but at the same time i'm also just happy that he makes her smile (as cliche as that sounds)
i cant stand this anymore... there's too much **** that's busy f*cking around with my life and i feel that this is actually an issue that i can deal with and sort out... but i need help.
ANY adivice would be greatly appreciated.