I’ve been putting off doing a customary break up post for about two weeks now. And while I have at least four different drafts sitting in my pending folder, none were really exactly what I wanted to say.
You see, normally I end up with this awesome break up story, some heart wrenching tale I can put into words ending with a “BAM at least I got that out of this.” But, this time it was a little more refined, maybe I’m just getting a bit classier in my old age – or just starting to date up.
So instead of sharing a tale about the woes of heartache, I decided I would give a guide to breaking up in the city.
Step 1: Cry. Get really ugly with it and just let it out. The first week is the only time it will be actually accepted, so go all out. Just cry.
Step 2: Change something about your routine. For me it was easy, it was my second week in the city so I didn’t really have a routine. I changed my running route, added yoga, and moved minor things in my room. Anything to make me not feel like a giant rock was crushing my chest every time I walked by. (I’m allowing myself to get dramatic with this..so suck it)
Step 3: Drink. There is nothing wrong with drowning your sorrows in one, two, five, ten drinks. Just make sure you have a responsible friend to weed out the unacceptables…
Step 4: Have a one night stand. I love mini web series, especially when they are under 10 minutes. One I fell in love with after a recent break up was “Dating Rules from my Future Self.” If you just broke up with someone go watch it, right now. I’ll wait.
Its amazing isn’t it!
In one episode they talk about how you need to have sorbet (a one night stand) to move on. The sorbet is only good for one night, and after that it’s done, past its expiration date, so don’t try to make something out of it.
Step 5: Have fun. Get busy, try new things, meet new people, enjoy life. The more you throw yourself into new activities the less you’ll think about the one person you’re missing.
It’s going to suck, especially when you have to pass his T stop every day, but you’ll be okay. Heck, you’re going to be better than okay. Why? Because you’re awesome and there are people just waiting in the wings to appreciate that.