I've come to the conclusion that love is like a drug, it is REALLY a chemical thing. I have my ups and downs all the time; one minute I'm completelly fine, and on the next one, I'm a wreck and as AA would say, live one day at a time.
The ironic thing is I can cheer some people up with the same problem but yet I can't bring myself together... ain't that a bitch.
But life goes on, I'll eventually forget my ex and move on and bla bla bla, but while that doesn't happen, I cry every other day. It sucks, hell, but at least I've been avoiding bugging people about it and I guess I've done a good job, because everybody keeps telling me how I have handled this so well. Whatever, here I go to cry again...
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