Two Brand-New Sports Cars

Once upon a time i met this fantastic guy, the kind of guy every woman dreams of meeting. He was kind, funny, sweet, caring, etc. you get the picture. I thought to myself, "Wow! This is all just too good to be true". Oh, how right I was.

One of my new all time favourite books, which I cannot reccomend highly enough is called "It's Called a Breakup because it's Broken" by Greg Behrendt & Amiira Routola-Behrendt. It is a homourus and straight-to-the-point book to get you out of your breakup depression and back into the game. One quote that particularaly stands out to me now is this:

"When you and your ex got into this relationship you were like two brand-new sports cars driving side by side. You were sleek, desirable, sexy, and confident, and the ride was exhilarating. After a while you zigged when he zagged, you weren't driving the same speed anymore, one of you was always trying to catch up, and eventually you crashed and totaled the cars. When insurance paid out, one of you decided to buy a new car instead of fixing the totaled one." http://itscalledabreakupbecauseitsbroken.com/

When I first read this, all I could think was, "What a load of bullshit. Right, like dating is the same as driving a car". However, now that I am further along the road to happiness then I was before, I realize that there is actually truth in that statement. The pathetic bastard I used to call my boyfriend no longer feels any desire to try and fix our relationship, so why should I be waiting around for him to change his mind? There's plenty of other sports cars out there! All different shapes, colours, sizes and speeds! Why should I have to sit around in my crashed car at the side of the road, waiting for him to pull over and pick me up?

Ladies, get out of your post-breakup slump. Throw on some clean clothes, do up your hair and walk- no RUN to the nearest car lot! There are tons of different models for you to try out and find the one that works for you. And what better way to say "Fuck you" to the asshole, who left you totalled at the side of the road, then to flip him off as you zoom by him in a shiny new sports car.

Happy shopping

So here it is . . .

So basicly I was dumped. By an asshole.

Looking over our relationship, I realized that I gave everything I had to that sorry excuse for a man and what did I get in return? Heartbreak, rejection and and a distrust in men.

So now, I'm out to get my revenge. I'm not the kind of ex-girlfriend to just nicely disapear into the past and become a distant memory. Nope, i'm the crazy-stalker-ex-girlfriend that all you men are terrifyed of. And for good reason to.

So I decided to start a blog, where I can dish every little detail of our relationship that he dosen't want everyone to know. It's going to be a place for me to rant and just get it all out. There's no telling what I'll do to get back at this pathetic bastard that broke my heart.

To all the single girls out there, I'd like to say that you should stay that way. Don't fall in love, fall of a bridge instead because it will hurt less.

To all the girls out there who have had there hearts broken, I know how you feel. It hurts, like a bitch, and you feel like you will never feel happy again. Well trust me, I know you won't believe it, but it DOES get better. You'll find that thing that pushes you out of your depression just like I found mine. This blog.

And to all the men out there, FUCK YOU!!!