"It's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. You and me..." Noah's face froze on my television.
"Hey! I'm watching that Tim!"
"Not anymore you're not. For three days straight now I have come home to find you whimpering over The Notebook, it's getting ridiculous; you look terrible; and quite frankly your starting to smell." He had a point, I hadn't showered, or left the couch in 48 hours, and my eyes were red and swollen from crying over the lying, cheating, MARRIED man who just broke my heart. Fixing me a Tara/Tim special - our signature drink, which basically consists of whatever random alcohol we have in stock, mixed with coke and a dash of lime, Tim sat down and asked what he could do to help get me out of my funk. "Well, you could help me egg his house, or maybe we could hire a plane to skywrite "YOU'RE A JERK B*N!" That would help…" I was only half joking.
Concerned about my mental health, Tim explained he meant more like a night out with some of our friends and few drinks - he even promised to dance with me. Maybe he was right...
Who out there, my cyber-peers, hasn't drowned out their broken heart with 90's pub tunes and perfect strangers? It's a well-known fact that booze and buddies can significantly appease any afflictions of the heart. But is hitting the nearest pub the only way to dig yourself out of the deep, dark breakup hole? I have my doubts. I believe everyone is different when it comes to dealing with heartbreak. How many of us have witnessed our besties max our their credit card on post-breakup purchases, or race through every bar in the city in hope she may 'accidentally' run into her ex looking oh-so-hot.
What about you? How do cope with break-up blues? Do you gather your girlfriends and together, burn everything he ever gave you? Or maybe you resolve to emerge from your cocoon of man misery a radiant and stronger butterfly?