Poor Jennifer Aniston. She just can’t seem to win. Well, I don’t think having Vince Vaughn is winning either.
Anyways, break ups are always horrible. I don’t think there are any existing clean slates. I remember voluntarily crying myself to sleep alone in the dark. And that was in high school! Shit gets pretty depressing. Shit is especially even more depressing when it’s never on your own terms. Mind games come back again at this stage which makes the recovery even more difficult. I’m always a complete hot mess when it comes to love. I would be that girl that look like she hasn’t slept in days when her heart is broken. It never makes any sense how things ever end but they do. There are some relationships where I still don’t know why we ended, others are crystal clear. Was it for the better? Sure. Surely I wouldn’t be where I am today if those relationships had continued, but who’s to say. My own individual goals could differ from our relationship goals.
Emotions take such a toll on your mind when you’re ending a relationship. It’s all you think about whether you like it or not. We find things/people to distract ourselves but in the very end, it still hurts like hell. Playing the bitch doesn’t work either, trust me.
But sometime’s you just gotta prevail and not surrender in doing what’s right for yourself, even if it means forsaking a bit of your happiness in the moment.
Gary: I’m just saying we shouldn’t wait so long the next time before we…
Gary: Catch up.
Brooke: We have a lot more to talk about.
Gary: Be good.