I must concur. Give it some time. Make some friends, find a new hobby, finish what you have started. Life goes on.
When I divorced, I thought I would be a lonely bachlor, raising my son alone. However, life has a way of changing. I met my beautiful bride helping out a friend for a good cause. Join a club, whether you think it will be worth your while or not. Some choices are the Jaycees, church, Rotary, Elks, etc. All of them offer something that you need, companionship.
I still grieve for my first wife, not because she is gone, but because she does not know what she is missing. I have so many new experinces in this life because I was willing to wait, that I can not put into words the love that we now share.
It may not work out the first time, the second time, or forever, but remember that friends, true friends, will always be there.
ACEHIGHPAT 5/27/06 1:36 P
Give yourself a break with love. Eleven years ago, I did the rebound thing and it sucked. The thing is it is not fair to you and the person you rebound with. Step back, give yourself a break and don't commit to another person until you are ready.
VERNONHEATHER 5/26/06 9:45 P
Thanks so much guys, and Mick - I thought guys didn't talk about things? *winks*
I guess the hardest part is he is/was one of my best friends, and I feel kind of alone right now. I don't want to jump into dating again because I want something more friendly then just sex. Does this make sense? Should I just do the rebound thing? Is this friend as partner thing something to be expected at 23 years old?
Not really expecting any answers, the questions are pretty vague. . . although any advice would be appreciated.
Heather
HEYWORTH83 5/25/06 2:14 P
yeah...and we're all here should you wanna talk about it any more.
Mick.
SAMSDAD 5/25/06 10:32 A
Hey Heather, that sounds really aweful. But it sounds like your managing in a good way, staying on track with exercise and eating. It will get better.
VERNONHEATHER 5/25/06 9:53 A
Well I've had a wonderful night. It's over between me and my guy now. We'll be living together for a couple of months, in separate beds now because he bought an air mattress, until I'm done with class. Definitely sucks, feels like I've been kicked in the stomach and I'm nauseous so it's hard to eat. But I also refuse to let it throw me off track. I just want to cry, and I know that accomplishes nothing, so I'm trying to deal with it as best as I can. I'm eating breakfast as we speak, then it's off to the gym as per usual. Ugh. . . why do humans do this to themselves?
