When you're in love, social media is very good to you. Every encounter -- date night, food fight, and strolls in the park -- becomes a selfie photo shoot, and you just can't wait to upload those images to your page.
Some of the titles I suggest will surprise you. Only three of the books I recommended to her (and now to you) are "how to get over a breakup" books. The other four contain life-altering wisdom or inspiration that can be even more useful than specific techniques to ex your ex.
The Wahhh, I Want Him Back Phase... I miss him. I want him back. I stress about our forgone actual plans. We were going to try that new risotto recipe. We have tickets to the Red Sox game next month. He was going to be my plus one at my cousin's wedding.
Why, if conceivably every relationship we have is going to end (save for the one that lasts forever), are people (including me) so angry when it happens? Why are we so wrapped up in being everything to someone we likely don't want anything permanent from anyway?
I know the drill. I pretend to be incredibly busy checking voicemail in order to avoid glancing her way as I briskly walk by. For a few minutes after seeing her, my heart beats rapidly and my hand trembles.
I'm 22, and my best friend Allie and I have been friends for 11 years. She has never been good at balancing things, and now with a boyfriend and best friends in two different cities, she's predictably having trouble.