It goes without saying that breaking up sucks.
Not only do I have to hurt somebodies feeling, ruin our combined future plans and give away the solace of being with a lovely person, I also have the added “bonus” of being isolated again.
That horrid feeling of waking up alone, of thinking about a future that is now unclear, of having nobody to talk to about anything.
A friend said, “get a dog.”
Which sounds great, but I can’t get one. Logistically, it doesn’t work.
So, what to do, right?
Well, I could say I am sorry.
Nah, bugger that.