I am going to be honest here. When I deleted him from Facebook, I thought (so silly of me) he would notice and care. Well he hasn’t noticed, and he does not care that we are no longer friends on Facebook.
I remember these same feelings of sad, anger, hurt, etc., from my first love fifteen years ago. I was obsessed over him dumping me and I played over, in my mind, what I would say to him when he called or if I ever saw him again. Well guess what, he never came back either and he stopped caring before he dumped me.
Now, here I am, fifteen years later obsessing over another person who has dumped me. I have played it in my mind repeatedly of what I am going to say when he comes back. I finally had to tell me self “self, he ain’t coming back!”
Why do I do this to myself? Granted this is only the second time I have been so deeply in love, but why do I obsess about him coming back? Why do I think he cares anymore? If he was coming back, he would not have left (or dumped me) and he cared we would still be together.
So instead of obsessing over what I will say or do when he calls, emails, or texts, I just need to face my reality that he is NOT coming back. If he did, why would I want him back. What I am going through because of the dumping should be enough for me to not even what him again.
They never come back. They do stop caring. They move on and live their lives quite happily. Maybe I should take a page from their book.
