I'm starting to realise that you need to treat a break up as you would treat the death of a loved one. In some ways it's worse, because you have the added pain of rejection and confusion thrown into the ordeal.
If you think about those who have died, you will never fully get over the pain. You will always miss them, you will always be troubled by their death whenever you think about it, but there is nothing you can do can make them come back, so you have no choice except to deal with it and move on with your life. Once you do that, you stop thinking so much about their death and start thinking of their lives and all the good times you spent together. One day there comes a time when you can dig out old photos, videos or mementos and relive those happy times.
Now just imagine another scenario. Somebody close to you dies, but you refuse to bury them. Instead, you put their corpse in a room and keep checking on it hoping they will come back to life. You might even go online and read about some magical formula that will bring them back to life, so you keep trying this formula and keep waiting for it to work, but each time you check on the body, they look more lifeless and less like the person you once knew. It gets more and more painful by the day.
The longer you keep doing this, the more bad memories you're putting into your mind, until you forget about all the good times you shared with that person and your only memories of him/her is as a lifeless and decomposing corpse.
I know, it sounds fvcking morbid and insane, and yet this is what you put yourself through when you continue to chase after an ex and cling to the hope of them coming back. You watch your relationship decompose and you watch their love for you turn into something ugly, you destroy your happy memories (and theirs) and you prolong your pain.
Letting go is the only way you will ever get on with your life. It's only been 35 days NC for me, and yet I'm already getting days where I barely focus on the break up and I'm remembering her as a great person with whom I shared some amazing times.
If you think about those who have died, you will never fully get over the pain. You will always miss them, you will always be troubled by their death whenever you think about it, but there is nothing you can do can make them come back, so you have no choice except to deal with it and move on with your life. Once you do that, you stop thinking so much about their death and start thinking of their lives and all the good times you spent together. One day there comes a time when you can dig out old photos, videos or mementos and relive those happy times.
Now just imagine another scenario. Somebody close to you dies, but you refuse to bury them. Instead, you put their corpse in a room and keep checking on it hoping they will come back to life. You might even go online and read about some magical formula that will bring them back to life, so you keep trying this formula and keep waiting for it to work, but each time you check on the body, they look more lifeless and less like the person you once knew. It gets more and more painful by the day.
The longer you keep doing this, the more bad memories you're putting into your mind, until you forget about all the good times you shared with that person and your only memories of him/her is as a lifeless and decomposing corpse.
I know, it sounds fvcking morbid and insane, and yet this is what you put yourself through when you continue to chase after an ex and cling to the hope of them coming back. You watch your relationship decompose and you watch their love for you turn into something ugly, you destroy your happy memories (and theirs) and you prolong your pain.
Letting go is the only way you will ever get on with your life. It's only been 35 days NC for me, and yet I'm already getting days where I barely focus on the break up and I'm remembering her as a great person with whom I shared some amazing times.