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Dear Breakup Girl,
After reading these letters I was impressed how you handled the situations
with great level-headedness. So I'll give it a whirl with my story.
I went out with this girl for nine months and let me tell you I was the
happiest I've ever been. Everything about her was amazing to me. I knew we were
going to break up because of our likes and dislikes. Our personalities were
right on but we couldn't decide on chocolate or vanilla ice cream. Sad. So here
I am writing to Breakup Girl more than ONE YEAR later asking for someone to hit
me on the head so I'll forget this girl. Each of the few times that I talk to
her she has always been so nice to me but I know she doesn't want me anymore.
I wish she would be mean. Anyway, If I can reason with myself like this, why
haven't I moved on?
--In Need of a Lobotomy
Dear Lobotomy,
Thanks. Just doing my job.
Anyway, here are my observations:
1. Yeah, wouldn't breakups be a cinch if they happened
only with loathsome trolls?
2. You may have noticed that your heart and your brain
are completely separate organs. Your heart acts with, if you will, a mind of
its own.
3. "Moving on" is a slippery concept -- and
that in itself is a key thing to remember. Sometimes people expect that
much-sought-after "moved-on" feeling to hit them like a lightning
bolt (or, in your case, a smack on the head.) Well, it's not that simple or
clear-cut.
IMPORTANT BREAKUP GIRL MAXIM: While
"moved-on" is, in part, something that Just Happens as time passes
(really! I swear!), it is also, in part, a decision that you Just Make, no
matter how you feel ... no matter how much chocolate (or was it vanilla?) ice
cream still jogs your memories of her.
You know that perky little scientific factoid about
how when you force your mouth into a smile, it actually triggers happy hormones
-- ? Sounds to Breakup Girl that at this point, forcing your bad self into a
date just might send the right signals to the Moving On lobe of your brain.
Even with movie prices being what they are, it's still a better deal than a
lobotomy.
Love,
Breakup Girl
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