I think I was more depressed about the breakup with my long term guy after my D than I was about my D. I know that sounds crazy, but I, too, put a lot of hope there and felt like it was a lot more cruel than losing my marriage of 14 years. I know that doesn't make sense...
Once I got through the depths of sadness, I realized how much I had given myself away so quickly. My D22 wasn't willing to like anyone I dated, but she was neutral with him and when we broke up, she could see how damn sad I was - and she didn't like that at all. It took me quite awhile to move through. I had a very close friend (who I met here) who catapulted herself into my life (and my girls), and her chipper attitude and ability to see through all the crap just made it a whole lot easier to get through. It wasn't long before she had me laughing again. I'm sure if I liked sushi, she would have been the one to tell me to like it again.
Lean on your friends. Since I've met a few of them, they sure seem like the kind of friends who will pick you up.
Love you, girl!
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
