Another suitcase and another hall..

I feel so bad. I have a friend who is going though a very rough break-up, and it just breaks my heart to know how much pain she is in. It's not fair what she went through. The guy was being a complete and utter asshole the past couple months, going schitzo, back and forth with what he wanted to do and she was there with him, every step of the way, trying to make it work.

I know it hurts, but I'm glad she is now on the road to recovery, because she deserves so much better than him. I always thought he was a bit chachy, but then I got to know him and he didn't seem that bad. Looks like I should have stuck with my gut impression and feelings about him. I just can't believe how much shit he dragged her through.

It's rough because I still feel the sting of pain and sadness from my own heartbreak. But she looks to me for strength and that is just what I am giving her. No cliche motivational/inspirational bullshit, just the facts and truths of the matter. She is stronger than she knows and realizes. She will be ok. And I told her, she just needs to know deep down in her heart that she did EVERYTHING in her powers to make it work, so there should be no regrets.

Reminds me of an Andrew Lloyd Webber song...Another suitcase and another hall. So what happens now. Take your picture off another wall...