Heartbreak

It finally happened. The thing everyone is most scared of, the thing that destroys you after you've tried so hard to keep it from happening. That thing is having the person you love tell you they dont' love you anymore and you should "get the fuck out of their life". Something to that extent. What do you do after that's been said to you? Do you lift your chin and pretend those years together meant nothing? Or do you shut down completely and wallow in misery, alone because there's nothing anyone can do to help you feel better. People will be try and you appreciate the effort, but in the end, all you feel is alone. There's that denial stage where you still think you have a chance of getting back together, but deep down you feel that is not going to happen. So then you enter a state of utter depression, where nothing is as fun as you remember it being. You feel restless and anxious, moving from one thing to another, finding no joy in things you previously loved doing. You start to go crazy from the feeling of despair mixed with crazy hope. There's always hope, right?
That's when you start feeling like stalker, because you still care so much about them even though they just pushed you away. Then you feel like a complete looser for being the only one that cares still, because they're probably much happier without your psychotic presence in their life.
Which leads you to start drinking eventhough your allergic and it could potentially kill you. You luck out and it only gives you a severe headache and a bad case of the hives and some unslightly swelling which doesn't matter anymore because you have no one to impress now anyways.
Then you feel like a complete ass for doing what you did to have them break up with you and wish that you had the guts to swerve into the center divider on the freeway. The next time someone tells you that they don't want you to have someone else in your life, you had better listen. Otherwise you end up trying to buy your happiness back, but end up failing miserably and getting yourself into debt with a room full of crap that you didn't really want in the first place listening to tragic songs about love lost because you can't sleep because all you can do is think about them because this is life after your heart has been torn out.