So I decided to watch the second season of Laguna Beach: The Real Orange County today. No shame. It fills me up with the lack of drama that I have in my life so it's win win.
Anyway, just watching the dynamic drama and crazy relationship problems made me think of high school and boyfriends and all my past drama. I was thinking about the relationship problems and break-ups that I've been through.
I feel like break-ups are a blessing in disguise. At the time it's heart wrenching and the worst thing you can imagine, but deep in the back of your mind you're taking one big sigh. You may not feel it, and if you do, you ignore it. When it comes time to ween yourself off of that person, you really find out a lot about yourself.
That one person who just made you feel like you're not special anymore actually is the one person that allows you to grow and mature, if you allow it.
I know personally, which I don't care what kind of girl you are, you've been this at one point in your life, I was a CRAZY girl when one of my boyfriends decided to pack his things up and leave me. When you're a girl, you learn how to hold those emotions until you're alone, every girl is fucking crazy and don't let one tell you different. Well, this particular night I decided to let the crazy out. As I was being crazy, in the back of my head I was telling myself "you look like a complete idiot right now. You are crazy, look at his face, he's totally terrified. What are you doing?" I couldn't help it haha. I was crying and repeating myself over and over like a sad drunk high school girl. I think I even sat on his suitcase and was basically power pointing him reasons to stay. Which that point is pretty much moot because I was being a crazy girl.
Long story short, he left. I don't blame him haha. Still to this day, like all men typically do, he tries to call me and text me and tells me that "I'm the one that got away, wahh wahhh wahhh" that his mom tells him that he fucked up by leaving me. No. He didn't. I was awful. That night at least. He was pretty awful. Then again, there are particular phases of breaking up when it comes to girls.
Phase One: Asking yourself over and over what you did wrong.
Phase Two: Re-caping every great moment of your relationship, making slideshows of pictures and watching it while crying and eating a gallon of ice cream and or cake.
Phase Three: Watching romantic movies and missing him. And still crying.
Phase Four: Watching romantic movies and getting pissed off.
Phase Five: Pure rage and thinking of how awful the guy treated you and re-caping all the horrible fights and drama that went on in the period of your relationship.
Phase Six: Forever holding a grudge against him for unknown reasons.
Let me tell you gentleman, nothing is worse than a scorned woman. Women act off emotions, not reason. We're crazy and we love every second of it.