And it turns out that she has been in Egypt with some guy she’s been dating for about 3 weeks.
You kidding me?
She hasn’t even been single a month and she finds a guy who takes her to Africa?
I actually feel like such a shit friend that I can’t be happy for her.
What is this bullshit with all my friends finding amazing guys within a month of breaking up their fucktard ex’s.
I feel like I keep trying to do things to take my mind off of all the crap I’m having to deal with at the moment. But i’m realising I’m just popping a plaster over this massive wound. No amount of activities is going to change the fact that I’m not happy. I haven’t been happy for years. It’s made worse by me seeing other people being happy and I just want to feel some of that.
I don’t even know anymore. I probably wouldn’t even know happy if it flicked me on the nose.