Wallow in self-pity for a couple days, then hit the clubs! The bars! The house parties! The wine tastings! Your social calendar during this period should read like a Guide To The Nightlife And Fine Dining. Grab your girls or your boys and go out. A LOT. I know it seems counterintuitive, and there’s all this self-help crap about allowing yourself time to process the break-up, but most people don’t do that. “Time to process the break-up” often turns into “Time to allow myself an excuse for sitting on my ass crying all day, picking at my smallest character flaws and getting chunky”. Be realistic with yourself, but the second you feel like you can face the world, hit the ground running and you’ll forget about whats-his-name.
MOST IMPORTANT. Listen, girls: DELETE HIS NAME FROM YOUR PHONE BOOK. Drunk dial will not make you feel better, or give you any closure—it will only make you look psychotic and desperate. Delete all the texts he sent you. Put everything that reminds you of him in a box and toss it out, or if you can’t bear, give it to a good friend with instructions to return it to you one THEY believe you are over him. NOT when you tell your friend you’re over it, but when it’s apparent to the outside world. OMG pleeeeeease don’t drunk dial him, or phone him at all. You’re supposed to be getting over him, not trying to win him back with your drunken slurred declarations of love.
