Bad News Bears

I've been home for about an hour now and I've pretty much just been letting the news sink in while drowning my sorrows in 10 episodes of the Powerpuff Girls. I guess the trouble with seeing old friends is finding out new information on old boyfriends. So he's got a girlfriend or something. Yeah umm... owch.

I'm not handling this well. I'm trying to focus on advice I would receive from Timberly in this situation.

"Get fucking over it"

And yeah, I'm going to, but it's a mountain I will have to climb. It's not one of those hurdles I can easily jump right over. Although I'd like to.

I don't know what bothers me more about it. The fact that I've been officially "gotten over" or the fact that I have to deal with feeling like this all alone right now. I could so use a supportive hug.

Well anyway - I'm done with the pity party. Now it's just time to clean up the mess.