Here’s the reality. One way or another, he left…No matter how much sleep you get, you’re still tired. No matter how much you eat, you’re never full. Or you go days without eating and you’re still not hungry. You fall asleep crying and you wake up crying. A day feels like a year. It’s an uphill battle just to fill the hours…You feel like you’re cracking and breaking into fragments of yourself and no one even notices…You pray for sleep so that you can stop thinking about how you’re going to get through the day……
“Bittergirl” didn’t fail to meet my expectations. Whether you just got dumped or already moved on, this book will tell you that you are not alone in that situation and whatever crazy things you’re doing/have done, in the eyes of the bittergirls, you are still normal. It’s fun, helpful, and realistic. It’s not the kind of book that will make you feel how lonely life can be when you just got dumped. It’s the kind of book that will bring the “fun” side of getting dumped.
Maybe you cried your heart out and then came to realize that you didn’t want to buy any more tissues. Or maybe you took a long hard look at yourself in the mirror and realized that you were worth more than he thought you were…You’re focusing on you now…There you are in all your fabulousness and nowhere to go but up…And no matter what the process, no matter how little or how long it took, there’s a crystalline moment of clarity when you know that this is it and you’re really through with him…
Everyone has their story.
Some have many stories.
But there’s always one:
The one we coin the breakup of all breakups.
And everyone thinks theirs is the most painful.
“Nobody hurt like I did,” we say.
We thrive on it, we bond through it.
And if someone steals our glory, if someone’s story surpasses the pain and hurt of our tale, we dismiss it.
Don’t dismiss it.
We’ve all earned our scars.
Remember, when all hope is lost, when you feel there’s no tomorrow,
You’re walking in darkness and drowning in sorrow,
Yesterday’s heartache is tomorrow’s one-liner.
We laugh and move on.
It’s what we do. It’s how we get through.
We’ve got our stories. What’s yours?