Go cry about it

When someone on Facebook is in a relationship, I notice that their status updates are usually pretty upbeat. There's nothing more annoying than reading about how much other people's lives suck in short bursts of depressing status updates.
I became Facebook friends with a couple, one after the other. A few months later, I witnessed a pretty public happening that most likely led to their breakup, which was on announced in my mini feed the next afternoon. The infamous, so and so is now listed as "single."
And then I see the Facebook statuses. It's sad that some people feel the need to broadcast their misery to the rest of their cyber friends. So and so is lost. So and so is drowning in a swirling whirlpool of emotion. Now I admit I'm guilty of an emo status now and again. But after you are on the receiving end of a dumping, there is a sick need to let your friends and your ex (whom you are presumably Facebook friends with still) read how much your life is a dark abyss of misery and woe with no light at the end of the tunnel.
Hold on there.
Is a relationship really the only thing that will make you happy? Think about what attracted your ex whatever to you in the first place. Was it your cynical outlook on the world around you? Was it your hatred of the male (or female) sex? Was it your emo music that you listen to because the lyrics were written specifically for you?
Probably not. I know I'm not attracted to sad guys. Or guys who hate the world. Well.... not anymore I guess. Anyway, I know that while yes, having a boyfriend is nice and exciting and all that, being single is not the end of the world. There are far worse things to be.
I used to be disappointed if there wasn't a big party happening on any given weekend because it hindered the potential of boy meeting. Like I was going to attract a nice you gentleman while I was stumbling around drunk on the top floor of an old warehouse apartment building. What the fuck was wrong with me? I was miserable last semester. I was super stressed out, and I made some really stupid decisions. I regret a lot of things, but I'm learning from each of them. One of the things that I am regretting is letting the loss and lack of a relationship bother me. Last night I realized that I was honestly in a good place with myself. I was just spending a lot of time with some close friends whom I wouldn't trade anything in the world for. And that made me feel really happy. Sure I'm lonely in the love department, but wanting a relationship just for the sake of having a relationship is very silly. It's about having an actual connection with someone special who makes you excited to just be with them. That's really hard to find. But the best is when it catches you off guard when you're least expecting it.
The worst thing about MICA is the contagious desperation that most single straight girls here all have in common. I've seen friends (myself included) get hurt over boys whose egos have been so over inflated just because they're in the type of environment where they can basically get whatever they want, whenever they want.
At any other "real" college a lot of the guys here at MICA who are considered "ladies men"or "players" would be average joes. Once the MICA bubble is popped, I hope they get a reality check. It's unattractive to me the way guys my age act most of the time. Grow the fuck up already. Maybe I'm just on my high horse again, with my 20 long years of life experience under my belt.
I guess what I've realized is that if I can't be happy on my own, being single, how the hell am I supposed to be happy in a relationship? If you can't love yourself, how can you accept that someone else loves you? Or love them back? It's so sad how some people can't seem to function outside of a relationship. Yeah, I get sad when I remember good times, and I often dwell on them, or find so many places or things that remind me. But I've learned from my experiences. I'm a better person now and I know that a breakup's not the end of the world. Not even close. And it's not like I'm an old maid or anything. Not yet....
I guess what my point is, is that life is too short to let someone who has hurt you where it hurts the most take away your happiness. It's not worth the effort. Wouldn't you rather feel happy? Do any of us actually enjoy feeling like shit? If you need some meds to feel better by all means get some.
Do you just crave sympathy? Do you want me to feel sorry for you? Pity and sympathy are two different things. Go ahead and cry. Yell, scream, listen to all the sad music you and your roommates can stand. Then get over it. Live and learn. Don't wine about how long it's been since you've gotten some. Or kissed anyone straight (GUILTY).
Words of wisdom from the one and only.