Yes, I know it was bound to happen eventually. I just didn't know it was going to hurt this much. Of course I can't call you a "fucking bitch" or be mad at you about anything. That wouldn't be fair.

Of course, really, you didn't even do anything wrong. You ended it because you felt it wasn't working and didn't have feelings for me anymore. OK, fine. You got together with someone else because you feel he's better for you than me. OK, fine again.

But... being dumped, and knowing about you with another guy... hurts like a fucking bitch. All the reasoning and logic and everyone telling me that I'll be fine, to just "be a man" and get over it, that things really aren't so bad isn't stopping the pain. Exercising, keeping busy, going out with friends, talking to other girls... nope, still there, constantly. I've been punched and beaten and have had broken bones and everything, and that pain is not even close to how this feels. Fuck love! Fuck emotions! I wish I was a fucking robot or "typical guy" who only cared about sports and drinking and didn't have to deal with this shit.

This hurts, like hell, a lot. Ouch. I hate this shit. —Alone and Heartbroken