The Rules of Break Ups
I once told a friend how much I hated his girlfriend after he broke up with her. He listened to every negative thing I had to say, and then six months later he decided to get back together with her. Which needless to say placed me in an awkward position because he knew that I hated her, and yet I had to sit there and support him.
At the time, I thought that I was being a good friend, simply trying to make him feel better. And then I went through my own bitter break-up and I realized how fucked up it is to actually tell somebody the perceived truth about their relationship.
Because last I checked, there is nothing about the statments, “I always thought she was a lesbian” or “You could do so much better” that’s going to make me feel good. And I don’t fault my friends for expressing their opinion but they just need to be aware, that when they insult her, they are inevitably insulting me.
Because truthfully, the last thing that I need to think is that I just spent two years dating the ugly, mean, frigid girl who everyone thought was gay.
Oh yeah, now I feel great.
