Once again an insurmountable amount of time has passed by...
And I get the urge to vent to nothingness about superficial things like boyfriends. K, here goes.
Today is Monday the 6th of August. He broke it off on Thursday the 2nd of August. There has been no awkwardness, we're civil, still chat (if briefly) in the evenings. I wasn't too heartbroken when he called it off, truthfully, because we'd only just started getting close (lasted a little over two months, which in high school means something IMO). It smarts that it's over, of course. I was really, really starting to like him.
Anyway. So he calls it off because reasons, all valid I suppose. We were both seeking a rebound partner for our previous heartbreaks (dramatic as we are) and that went well for me, as I am now over my previous partner. But he isn't. Or at least I don't think he is. Already he's whining to me about how this new flame of his (wound, meet salt) and how he's now got a 'second chance' with them and that they 'haven't checked their messages' because he apparently is trying to talk to them and, oh, for fuck's sake, man, I know I said we'd still be good friends and that we would still talk easily and whatnot after the relationship, but it hasn't even been a week and you're blatantly chasing someone else? Does wonders for my ego, I'll tell you that now.
It's not the person he's chasing that upsets me. It's how so damned quickly he got over it, because he was much more upset by the breakup (his reasons were to do with his parents' loathing me and that he really needed to concentrate on schoolwork because I'm a distraction) than I was. But then maybe that was an act. He does drama, after all, and he's bloody good at it. In which case, what the fuck did I do wrong in those two months? He never said anything, and when I asked, he said I didn't do anything wrong.
I don't have a fandom as fallback for my silly grief either. Hmph. Think I'll just go to bed then.
Today is Monday the 6th of August. He broke it off on Thursday the 2nd of August. There has been no awkwardness, we're civil, still chat (if briefly) in the evenings. I wasn't too heartbroken when he called it off, truthfully, because we'd only just started getting close (lasted a little over two months, which in high school means something IMO). It smarts that it's over, of course. I was really, really starting to like him.
Anyway. So he calls it off because reasons, all valid I suppose. We were both seeking a rebound partner for our previous heartbreaks (dramatic as we are) and that went well for me, as I am now over my previous partner. But he isn't. Or at least I don't think he is. Already he's whining to me about how this new flame of his (wound, meet salt) and how he's now got a 'second chance' with them and that they 'haven't checked their messages' because he apparently is trying to talk to them and, oh, for fuck's sake, man, I know I said we'd still be good friends and that we would still talk easily and whatnot after the relationship, but it hasn't even been a week and you're blatantly chasing someone else? Does wonders for my ego, I'll tell you that now.
It's not the person he's chasing that upsets me. It's how so damned quickly he got over it, because he was much more upset by the breakup (his reasons were to do with his parents' loathing me and that he really needed to concentrate on schoolwork because I'm a distraction) than I was. But then maybe that was an act. He does drama, after all, and he's bloody good at it. In which case, what the fuck did I do wrong in those two months? He never said anything, and when I asked, he said I didn't do anything wrong.
I don't have a fandom as fallback for my silly grief either. Hmph. Think I'll just go to bed then.