Friday, October 19, 2007

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Being Broken-Up



…It’s true what they say – eat less and exercise! I’ve only been on the Break-Up Diet for four days and the pounds are melting away! Follow the simple, three-step plan of food that tastes like cardboard, long city walks alone through the streets you once shared, and just plain ol’ not remembering to eat, and you, too, can lose five pounds in four days. He-llooooo, cheekbones!

…Why not take this time to reconnect with other loved ones? Four years is finally enough distance to phone Writer, the long-term boy prior to this one, and give best wishes to him and his lovely post-me wife! And when I’m in need of human contact at Oh-God-Thirty in the morning so that I won’t dial Lover’s number that one more time that mentally dons rappelling gear atop the Cliffs of Insanity, it reminds me that Secret Scientist is just finishing his Starbucks run and ready for my call. Thanks, friends!

…How about taking up a new hobby in your now-copious free time? Drive to a distant city and explore documentary photography at 3AM in the Meatpacking District! Jog moonlit paths in Central Park! And hey, did anyone say “post more often to your damn blog, you lazy bitch?”

…Learn more about grammar by replaying all your recent conversations in your head and analyzing the exact degree of offended, bitter, jealous or lonely you should be! By listening carefully to old voice mails, timing phone calls for when you’re sure he’s out with that adorable ‘other woman’, and reading old love letters stained with his semen, you can derive hours of misery from just a few pages of material!

…If you’re having trouble staying with the plan, try enlisting a buddy to be your coach! Ask them to make you a CD of “bestrongstaybrokenup songs”, or call them every time you feel the urge to dial your ex's number. Whenever my phone rings, Power Girl takes it firmly away from me and tells me not to answer or she’ll rip my fingers off – she’s such a tease! Eventually, she’s going to find me texting in the closet, but for now, Gentle Readers, that’s our little secret…

(he still wants to be friends)

6 comments:

moonlitgirl said...

I'm a 3 months and 15 pounds down kinda girl. Friends are great - they love you. Even us anonymous ones love you.

Anonymous said...

You're funny, Mandy.

Steve

Mandy said...

Thanks, Moonlitgirl, and congrats - I hope it's a net positive.

Steve - it keeps me from screaming :)

New Diarist said...

It's funny how we find ourselves having the feelings of betrayal and heartbreak our more rational selves would tell us were inevitable.

Or is it just that inevitable doesn't hurt any less? I share your pain.

international mom said...

i can't believe someone else is going thru the same as me. it is sooo hard to be broken up. i lost 15 pounds. and he still wants to be friends after having an affair and i still stupidly want him back.

Mandy said...

New Diarist - yeah, I don't think it hurts any less having known it was coming. What I was hoping for was a clean, honest, albeit wistful, break. What I got was lies and deceit. Sigh.

international mom - yep, 11 pounds now and counting. I have to start eating again but food just doesn't seem appealing. I'm still stupid, too...