“You were my cup of tea. I drink coffee now.”
Although I still haven’t crawled out of the comfort of my childhood bed (a.k.a. my heartbreak cocoon), and faced my empty condo, I have made a few steps forward. I only cried once. I ate for the first time since Friday and kept it down (knock on wood). My parents have stopped trolling around my door, checking for signs of life. They’ve officially allowed sharp objects back into my room (kidding…).
To be quite honest, I feel neither mad or sad. I’ve passed into numbness. I’m not sure which Stage of Grief this is a part of? Knowing my luck, I added in an extra phase unknowingly.
As suggested by one of my readers, I am giving myself a small kudos for blocking Mr. B from contacting me. I no longer obsessively check my phone to see what his latest retort is or whether his Facebook status has changed. Yeah, I was a Facebook relationship-status girl for the first time in my life. I remember thinking that, “Hey, I’ll never have to change it again. Why not share my happiness?” HAH!!!!!!!!!
Quick Tip: If you don’t want to announce to your 500 closest friends that your boyfriend has just dumped your ass, simply make your relationships status private before changing it, and it won’t show up in everyone’s Newsfeed.
Have you ever been burned by sharing your relationship Facebook status? Please share.