What has gotten into her? He broke her heart, she cried. She picked herself up and started to live life again. Hurt followed her wherever she went. The sight of lovebirds tortured her. Seeing a recently ditched bit or girl, particularly those who didn’t have their shit together, calmed her a little bit. She went to then talked to them, consoled them and only then she felt a little happy in her heart: she wasn’t alone in this shit and there are people who are worse then her.
But this feeling was fleeting and she didn’t know anyone new who had recently broken-up with his/her partner and whose life was in shambles. As a result, she couldn’t get her high from talking such people and this absence left her low, very low, emotionally.
Exasperated, she wondered what went wrong between her and her boyfriend. And she didn’t find anything wrong with her. He broke up with her because he was angry with her or he didn’t understand her or she didn’t match her expectations or his friends thought she was a controlling bitch or she stole the money from his account or she was feeling lost and alone when he went on vacation with his friends or they didn’t talk to each other for a month or her monthly cycle matched with their fighting episodes. She didn’t have the answers but whatever it was it was not her fault.
