Welcome to
One Year of Official Singleness: The guide on how to cope when bitches botch.
My plan is to write a simple guide, detailing my own experiences which I hope you can use. The first part is a general overview of the last year of my life, in case you catch a nasty fit of tl;dr
It is currently 10:12 which marks the official start of year two of being single.
I got through this on my own, I have very few friends(all the ones I did have were her friends that I just leeched off of) and the ones that were my friends; I just didn't feel like talking to, so the advice about having a strong support group is just ballocks in my opinion.
At first, I didn't want to get back out there and be in a relationship, I just wanted some sex(after four years of constant nookie, that's reasonable) but nothing ever came of that.
After realizing that I was not a very marketable commodity, I thought it would be nice to find a girl to just have good conversations with. Getting over my fear of being rejected, I found a few girls that could carry a conversation for more than five minutes. Too bad that nothing ever came of that: 1-already in a relationship 2-pulled the "lesbian card" on me, and 1-just totally ignored me after a few days.
Anyway, later on down the line I realized that being with somebody wasn't what I wanted: I saw my grades go up, I saw that I actually had money in the bank, and most important of all, I realized that everything I did was solely for myself, not for anyone else.
I guess, for all my rambling, the thing to take away from this is that having the theoretical rug pulled out from under you isn't the worst thing in the world that could happen; and it's far from being the best thing, but you just have to take it with a grain of salt and get on with it. Sure the first few weeks(it'll feel like years) will be full of mixed emotions, for me it was sorrow and rage, and yes, you can cry(this applies to the guys too) but you will get over it.
