Lost in limbo from Klerksdorp in the North West writes…
Liewe Lulu,
I have just gone through my first real heartbreak and I honestly don’t know where to go from here.
I met Vic early this year and for a while, things were going great. I was happy. That is until she returned. A lover from his past.
To say the least, I trusted him. I should not have. End of story.
Even as we broke up, he swore it was not about her but a few days later after we ended it, I found out he had cheated on me. With her.
I lost parts of myself that I am yearning to get back.
I feel like I am in some sort of weird limbo, just floating in a void right now.
How do I keep going on with my life? I’m so lonely, my family is on the other side of the country. No part of me wants to go back because I know I deserve better than what I got from him, but what exactly does moving forward mean?
How do I get to the next and better part of my life?
Limbo, my dearest,
And so, it ended in tears. Come here my angel, let aunty Lulu give you a big virtual hug. And a Mybulin of course.
Pain relievers work on emotional as well as physical pain, you know. Just one, not many now!
A nice glass of champers is twice as effective. “When love arrives, we expect champagne. When love goes, we need it,” as the adage goes.
Break-ups are terrible. They are debilitating, even when handled with compassion. The rejection can shake your very foundations and leave you questioning your confidence, your faith in love or, worse yet, your worth.
But you is money baby, just BTW.
The reality is, though, that breakups are often the shattering preamble to a new improved life. S**t literally gets better after you eventually get over that dust mite.
But you have also got every right to feel inconsolable and in time you will move onwards and upwards.
So, FEEL! Don’t avoid. Grieve, my baby. Take all those feelings and let them out.
Once you have purged the remnants of your piece of trash ex, you will feel whole again, and in the most unexpected ways, at that.
Also, you don’t need those parts back, go forth and reinvent yourself, let him keep those lost pieces. The path towards healing is paved in metamorphosis. Outgrow yourself.
E-mail your fave no-holds-barred agri agony aunt
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