I, myself, do not understand what stages I've already been through and what stages are still there that I am missing. With the support of my officemates, they arranged a small house party so I could crossed out an activity which is an essential part of the moving on process -- GET DRUNK!
Several months has already passed since the break-up. I don't think I have anything more to say to let it out. As much as possible, I still keep everything to myself. I just really wanted to get drunk. And so we did.. I did.
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| Trying my best poker face ala Lady Gaga |
That night of brandy and beers was made possible not so I could share the whole story of the break-up to the group nor express any remorse that I'm feeling. The sole purpose of that night was just to have an unforgettable Saturday night. But of course, I couldn't help myself dropping hints of the break-up from time to time due to the amount of alcohol in my system.
During one of my "dropping hints" moments or #hugot moments, my friend's boyfriend asked me, "Who broke up with who? Did you break-up with him?" I nodded. "So why are you the one grieving?"
Because..
"..bad things happen for a reason but no wise words is going to stop the bleeding. 'Cause he's moved on while I'm still grieving and when a heart breaks it don't break even."