There would be a Post Male Syndrome in Chinese and one in Spanish and Farsi and Italian.
You think I’m kidding, but I know you know I’m serious or you wouldn’t be reading this right now.
You’ve gone through a horrible, traumatic breakup with an emotionally unavailable guy that broke your heart and whether you’ve done enough things to cause drama/embarrassment or it just hurts too much to be “friends” with your ex or you’ve both agreed to go your own separate ways or whatever the case may be – you’ve stopped communicating and are in no contact. You don’t want to hear from him, but then again, you do. It’s like a drug and you’re going through the most excruciating withdrawals. You never thought he could just cut you off so easily and you see him living his happy life on Instagram in the Valencia filter with some random chick that looks like everything you aren’t and whose profile is private.
Every day that you don’t hear from him feels like an eternity and with every minute that passes, it’s another dig deeper into the self blame, obsessing and FBI-style stalking. You’re in pain and doing the best you can to get through every hour without losing it.
The effects to both your ego, your self esteem and your skin will be permanent.
Yeah, I get that you’ve lost your mojo and your ego is shot because you’re feeling rejected, but if you keep seeking validation from someone that isn’t even able to give any to himself, you’re going to end up always looking to other people and possessions to dictate your worth. You’ll then need others to validate your observations and decisions because you’ll be in a state of fear-based paralysis (inaction/stagnation) in your life and wonder why nothing ever works out for you.
I was missing the the passion, being the one he chose, being a project coordinating mommy, the highs and lows, the makeups, the security of having a boyfriend, the dream, the “he’s the one!
I’ve found my happily ever after,” the “he’s changing for me,” etc. I was convinced that the amazing, loyal, respectful, emotionally available “prince” that he was in the beginning was going to come back out at any moment.
Obsessing to the level that you are about whether the trash will ever be good for you to have back and wondering if it’s attracting more trash and having a fun time at the dump that it’s been tossed off at is a BIG. More often than not, that ‘amazing ex’ that I thought was ‘the one’ and that I was sooo missing wasn’t what I was missing at all.
Does he regret what he did and all of the bs he put me through? ”: You’re doing nothing more than looking for validation.