Dear Mother Hen,
I thought I had met the “one,” but he just broke up with me! This was my first love, and I thought we would spend the rest of our lives together. I even moved in with him just a couple of months ago, and now I am on my own again.
I don’t know how I’m going to make it through the day most of the time.
My friends all say I’ll get over it, but I don’t think they understand how great the two of us were together. Sometimes I’m not sure that they ever liked him, because they try to tell me I am better off without him!
What am I going to do if he doesn’t come back?
Dear Broken-Hearted Girl,
Break-ups are tough, and when it is the first time you don’t even have the experience of knowing that you will get over it. All you know is the pain.
Is it possible that you are in love with the person that you thought he was and wished he was, more than the guy who he turned out to be? Could it have been infatuation, which is a passionate attraction, rather than real love, which is based on trust and respect? Over time you will see the differences more clearly, and see him more clearly as well.
You will grieve this loss, and that is only natural, so be kind to yourself while that process takes place. Treat yourself to non-food things and activities that comfort you (bubble baths, a new book, whatever works for you). Don’t spend too much time alone. Give yourself time to gain perspective, and in the meantime, simply put one foot in front of the other. It will get better. I promise.