Aw that sucks Gfactor. But hey, thanks for showing me that beautiful and sad Sinatra song.
Stare morosely into a succession of boilermakers until closing time, then abruptly decide to go home with the alluring beauty at the end of the bar, and get rescued by your friends before you leave, because it will turn out tomorrow morning that she looks too much like Ernest Borgnine.
Hey, the process worked for me, back in the day.
What you need is some moonshine, a country music marathon, and a basset hound to howl with.
Ah-woooooooooooooooooooo.
Sorry, bro. I did my best. 
I’m young, I know,
But even so,
I know a thing or two–
I learned from you–
I really learned a lot,
Really learned a lot;
Love is like a flame,
It burns you when its hot,
Love hurts, ooh, ooh, love hurts.
offers hugs, a bottle of Scotch, and top-quality Godiva
Yeah, she wasn’t good enough for you.
(((((Gfactor)))))
Danger, Will Robinson, warning!
This doesn’t include any children of the relationship.
All the other advice is spot on, however. Go forth and wallow, with my sympathies.
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Go forth and wallow
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Ok, but just a little more.
Damn, add an S to post, and I think you’ve just found the perfect Dumped Doper song!
focus, Gfactor.
When life f–ks with you, go do sit ups.
When girls cheat on you an wipe their arses with your heart, go do sit ups.
When the whole situation makes you so pissed you want to throw punches and spend the night in jail, go do sit ups. Go do sit ups until you scream in pain. And when the pain subsides, go do more.
It sucks and it isn’t fair, to be true, but if you do enough sit ups, a girl might just find you.
Don’t believe me? Then it sounds to me like you owe me some sit ups…
**Queen Tonya ** has graciously agreed to assist me with my wallowing this Saturday. We’re going to meet at a dive somewhere in the Farmington Hills area for drinks and wallows. All who are near are invited to share in the misery.
Actually, I’m going to have to work on continuing the wallowing until then. Here, this ought to help:
Bummer. Hang in there, bro.
Sorry to hear your news. Good luck.
How about a Dopefest?
See post 30. It’s taken care of.
Me, I’m nowhere near Michigan, so the bottle of scotch I’m offering you will have to be virtual, as will the hugs. The bottle’s big, though, and there are lots of hugs. Besides, I sang “Send in the Clowns” when I realized it was over once or twice, too.
“Just when I’d stopped
Opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
…
No one is there.”
No kidding. We can tell you now, Gfactor, but the truth is none of us really liked her. She was so . . . you know. And when she did that thing? You know the one. We thought you deserved better than that. And that you can do better than that. Sorry, man.
Great. Now when I go crawling back to her, you’ll feel all awkward about hanging with me.* 
Seriously, though, I should have seen those big yellow and black danger signs all over the place, and not tried to convince myself they were just kitchy decorations.
I guess the real lesson is, whether I can do better than that or not, what I got was not good enough.
*Actually, that was my first marriage.
There is wisdom in this suggestion. When my 2.5 year relationship ended abruptly, I wallowed for about a week, then I went on a tear and gathered together every single thing he ever gave me. I drove to his house and dumped everything on the sidewalk. Then I went home and made a list of his qualities/habits/whatever that bugged me. Within 30 minutes I came up with 14 things. Now THAT was healing.
Good suggestion!
makes note to bring notepad for listmaking
The advertisements at the bottom of the page are “How to get inside a boyfriends (sic) mind” and “Asian girls for marriage.”
People thought I was nuts for giving back his gifts, but to my mind, removing memories = faster recovery. Worked for me.
Sorry, Gfactor and Jjim. You are in my thoughts.
I was the dumpER this weekend. I’m sad now, but I’m also a bit proud of myself. I handled it well, I think. I feel fine. I wonder how he feels.
Sorry to hear of various other relationshippal mishaps.
rNr