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If the reasons you broke up are irreparable and you think it was the right thing to do, then maybe you are suffering natural grief at the loss of the relationship. Since nothing is either all good or all bad, you've lost all the good, comforting familiar bits too. Weigh it in the balance and if you think you're better off alone, then feel your sadness, shed a few tears, talk to your friends then get on with living life for yourself. One day you'll wake up feeling better and you will not think about him all day! These days become more frequent as you move on.
i've been through the exact same thing and i thought i missed him so i got back with him but when i was in the relationship again i realized i just missed having someone there. it wasn't necessarily missing him. give it some time and just hang out with your friends and in a couple of months if you still feel the same re-evaluate your decision but make sure its the best for you and him, and your not just jumping back in because you miss having someone to call or even text.
I agree with post one, ( to an extent) you dont really miss HIM you miss what he was to you, all you need to do is find someone else who can replace that gap and better it and believe me you will find him :)
you probably dont miss him, you just miss the attention and affection he showed you. you probably also got yourself into a routine where you would text at certain times or have a phone call or you would see him at someplace regularly, its the change of your routine making you feel empty and longing for him. if you find something to do to take your mind off 'the gap' you'll soon forget all about it! everyone feels like that, even if they really want to be out of the relationship
This is my journal, however, and I've never been afraid of posting my thoughts and feelings. Usually kind enough to put them behind a cut.
It's funny how much there isn't out there for the "dump"er. Usually depicted as the jerk, and so are not in need of help. I like what those had to say, though, they quite helped.
So today is Halloween. Being in an old folks village, I did not see one kid. It was expected, of course, but we got some candy anyway, and I carved a pumpkin. That was yesterday. I seem to like the wide open toothy mouthed type carvings. If I feel like it, I'll put pictures on Facebook. On Monday, I shall attempt to make a pie with it, if it's still good. I brought it in for the night in case it freezes. I'm tempted to put it back out tomorrow is it doesn't either produce fruit flies, or ripen to the extent that it's actually rotten... I'll probably forget about it, though...so, yeah.
We went for a ride to the cottage, pulled the bridge in, flipped the trampoline, and then walked to the beach to see how it was doing. When we were satisfied with our visit, we went to Winnipeg beach, apparently for foods shoppings. Later in the day we went to Gimli for dinner...it was meh, and then we came home, sat around the tv and waited for the kids we knew wouldn't come. My sister and I had been discussing now and then through out the night, tricking my mom and pretending to be trick or treaters, just for a laugh. At one point in the night, she went to her room to do whatever on her computer, which happens to be by the window that sits next to the front door. So I looked at my sister and said we should actually trick her, cause she wasn't around, and we'd make her run. So, after some hesitation, but definite temptation at the word run, my sister got on her shoes, which I followed suit, and we went out the back door, and around to the front. We probably could have just gone out the front, but anyhow, once there, making sure she had not returned to the livingroom, we walked up to the door, and after stopping some giggles, she rang the door bell and we both yelled trick or treat. Well, my mom jumped out of her chair, and to our amusement, actually ran to the door. I didn't know she'd fall for it so much. She apparently also yelled out to the household, "we've got kids!" or something. Poor mom. She got to the door, and as she started opening it, she looked out the window and finally realized it was us. We all started laughing. We successfully pranked my mom. Good times. The rest of the night was devoted to candy eating and tv watching. Yup.
I've got nothing else immensely important to write about, and want to catch up on some reading before my sister goes to sleep, which could be any time now. Off I go. Goodnight.