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Aug 22, 2004 I'd never thought I'd see the day when I was blamed for making someone think of his ex- girlfriend, especially when his ex-girlfriend bears no physical resemblance to me and has a completely different personality. Why was I blamed? I asked what his screen name was about. It read, "I don't like depressed wh*res." It's always nasty getting caught in between a bad breakup. He's calling her a gothic (insert name for loose woman here) and she's calling him an intellectually challenged imbecile. I was trying to stay neutral for as long as I could because I was rather close to both of them…but it doesn't look like that's going to work. By personal experience, bad breakups are best healed when the two newly single parts stay away from each other. These two have done no such thing. It's been about a month and a half since they split and things aren't going well would be an understatement. All hell has broken loose, I believe, and no amount of divine interference will soothe the flames. I told him to back off. I told her to leave him alone. She moved on. He didn't. She started talking to him again, telling him a few of her problems, hoping they'd be the friends they were before they became romantically involved- he told her that he didn't want to have to deal with her problems anymore. Talk about killing the good will! Now he says that he misses the "old" her now that she's started dating someone new-he's called her boyfriend every vile name in the book and she hasn't budged. You'd think he'd get the message and let go; he won't admit that he isn't over her and he's so jealous his face has turned permanently green. The funny thing about breakups is that things can never be as they were. Sometimes people are so incredibly mismatched that they stay friends. Other times, they're so alike they hate each other forever after. Or vice versa. I'm not sure what to think about break ups anymore; I wish people would just stay together for once instead of going their own separate ways because one of them doesn't know how to spell "subpoena." It's the one that doesn't belong to either side of the war that sees the stupidity in fighting. It's like saying the forest is so pretty that the trees don't matter; without the trees, the forest wouldn't be there. Without everyone we come across in our lives, we wouldn't have learned; we wouldn't be even a hundredth of the person we've become. It takes a while, but time does eventually heal all wounds. Sometimes it's hard to remember when you're hurting so much, but it's true. If it's been ten years and you're still hurting, suck it up, get over it and get a life. ------------ About the author: Ambreen is a somewhat cynical high school student who thinks teenagers are pretty much crazy (herself included). Any questions? Email Ambreen at: stardust_inc786@hotmail.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ |
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