It took me 3 whole years to really get back to normal. I'm in my 4th year now and things are fine. I've ****ed girls since her, dated many girls, and overall have a 10x better life. My whole focus once i got back on my feet was to make myself a better and stronger person. I haven't seen her in a few years but my mom ran into her about a year ago and said she wasn't happy.
We fought each other physically, emotionally, she stole my car, kicked me out of her place, etc. etc. In the end, the final break-up (number 120381203, that's how many times we split in 1 year), i initiated yet but she made it final by not coming back. She branch swung a week later to some other dude and kept calling/texting/writing me letters. She was talking to this dude before as her friend introduced her during one of our fake break-ups and he didn't sound like a threat then....boy was i wrong.....I was the better looking and taller choice but she chose him.
I went NC at first for a week until i decided to talk to her (she kept telling me she needed closure and i was stupid enough to think i had a chance to win her back).....that was the worst. NC got her crazy about me and when she met up, I was cold to her and kept my distance.... until she hugged me, then held my hand, then kissed me. she told me she was breaking it off with the guy that night and had to leave to go tell him and give him closure (we got into a brief argument when she left as i told her to just ditch him).
She never called me back that night...i waited 5 hours before i called her phone the first time (i thought 2 hours would be enough but i patiently/anxiously waited), trying not to be needy expecting her back. She didn't pick up at 1:30am (left at around 9pm). I called a few more times at 2:30am and no answer. I got in my car and was speeding at 100mph to her apartment dialing her number over and over until i get an answer from her. She asked me if i was ok and where i was (she knew i was driving, probably to see her). I told her don't worry about it.
All of a sudden, there's a pause and i hear another voice.
"Why are you calling my girlfriend at this hour."
a shot to my heart. I sh1t talked him some and pissed him off/made him look like an idiot but in the end, he was fvcking my so called girl. I was so distraught and confused when that happened i wasn't sure what to do. She then told me she hopes im okay and she had to go. The only protection i had from NC was destroyed when i let her come see me.
I wanted to die then, that or kill the guy (who was a cop). Whenever i think about what happened, it still brings me to my knees... literally my heart still aches. when i was contemplating my actions on if i should try to kill myself (if i had the balls to) or head over to her place and witness it with my own eyes, my DJ mentor calls me as he was aware i was heading out. Instead of being the douche bag d1ck he always is, he asked me where i was and what happened. I told him what happened and how i was confused....i was jumbling my words a bit but i literally was over flooded with emotions that i wasn't sure what i was feeling. I wasn't sad, angry, relieved, or any emotion i can comprehend but how i will describe it was my body was over flooded with all those emotions that they short circuited into just adrenaline.
I told my friend "i need to go and see it for myself, otherwise i won't be able to move on.". Seeing them together opening the door or in bed would help me move on, atleast that was my train of thought. My friend then started yelling at me and cursing at me (which he never does. He's calm and collected/funny), telling me i don't want to see that. He went through that and it's not something i should go through. He told me to pull over and clear my mind quickly until i could drive, then drive to a park and just calm down. He gave me 2 choices. Go to the park and call him back in 10 minutes or go see her and lose his friendship.
I drove to the park and called him. That was where my road to recovery started as i chose life instead of death.
For 2 months, i said less than 8 sentences and was scared of my own shadow. I lost 20 pounds in the first month then stayed stagnant at that weight. I couldn't sleep and ran out of tears to cry. I slept on average 3-4 hours a day and played my xbox till 3-5 am, then I went to work at my internship at 8am.
Slowly, time healed some of my wounds and i healed the others by working to improve myself (reading, studying, working out, etc.). What i can say is, go NC and don't break it. NC isn't meant to get the girl back, it's meant to protect you and teach you to forge your path to becoming a better man. Am i over her? I'd like to think so, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have the ability to destroy my life into tiny pieces.
She's tried reaching out to me many times and even called a few of my friends. NC for the rest of my life, otherwise it will probably be the end of my life.