Hello there! How was everyone’s 4th of July? Here in my neck of the woods, fireworks are legal so we had the opportunity to get our face blown off multiple times by over-zealous neighborhood dads. We survived, enjoyed the show, and ate our weight in food.
What better time then after our nations birthday to delve further into the shadowy underworld of “exes”? (Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, a segue is impossible). Anyways, today’s blog topic will be… Why exes are exes for a reason.
I have fallen for the ex trap multiple times with multiple people, that’s why I can write the following with confidence. I have the emotional war wounds to be able to say…”I know what I’m talkin’ about”…Willis….sorry.
Most relationships start off smoothly, or smooth enough that you want the relationship to continue. Somewhere between the backrubs and romantic dinners, you realize you are dating a psycho. Eventually, like any animal, our survival instincts kick in and we kick the jackass to the curb. After this proverbial kick, different emotions pass through us. We feel angry, betrayed, relieved, fatigued, and we almost always feel regretful.
Gentlemen, I’m saying this in my own voice, feel free to substitute your own mental voice as you see fit: “I love him, he keeps calling me, I can change him, he didn’t mean it”, blah …blah…blah. We tell our girlfriends how powerful we are. They agree and say they never liked the dirtbag anyways. In response, you say I can’t believe I stayed with him for so long…but think “Bitch, he wasn’t that much of a dirtbag”. You do girls night, no one strikes your fancy… for a long time. Said dirtbag is still calling you, sending gifts, and of course saying he’s sorry and admits to being a jackass.
What happens next? You fall for it! You, my friend, have just been played like a fiddle. An ex is an ex for a reason. Some of the reasons are obvious, while others are a multitude of subtleness that form into a mountain of shit. When you break up with someone and ALL of your loved ones throw you break up parties, name babies after you, and cry tears of joy, that’s when you know NOT to get back with your ex. The best thing to do is cut all communication. Then, and only then, can you really move on.
To recap, the number one thing you should do to get over your ex:
- Do not call/text/email/skype/bbm/im/ twitter/fb… and least of all meet
- Do not even send them witty hate messages proving how witty you are (trust me, they know what they’ve lost because they’re the ones trying to get it back)
- Instead, go on at least one online dating site and get your mind off of “the ex”
- Whatever you do, don’t be like the girl in the cartoon… it’s never a good idea
Have any of you gotten back with an ex? Did you regret it? Why or why not?
Would love to hear from you!
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- What’s with the ex on ex “friendship”? Part I (howtoonlinedate.wordpress.com)