Feeling lonely after a breakup is normal. But it’s during these tough times that your real friends will come through for you. You know the ones who greet you at the front door with Kleenex and a bottle of wine. That is the silver lining of a breakup: You learn who your real friends are. From It’s Not Okay: Turning Heartbreak Into Happily Never After.
It’s interesting how sometimes it takes a tragedy, whether it’s death, divorce, or something as simple as a bad day, to see who your true friends are. My breakup is no different. Some of my friendships have been strengthened over the past weeks, while others have been exposed as flimsy. I’ve certainly lost some friends now that I’m no longer one half of a pseudofamous couple, but I guess those people were never really my friends in the first place.
It’s become more apparent than ever who my real friends are. They are the ones who ask, “How are you?” rather than “OMG! What happened?” They love me unconditionally, even when I can’t do anything for them. They are what I like to call my “bury-the-body friends.” You know the type, we all have them—the ones you call in the middle of the night and say, “Oops, I did something bad, and he’s in my trunk.” And all they ask is, “Where are the shovels?” and “How far down are we digging?” I’m realizing that no matter how alone I feel in this world, I’m not. I have friends and family whom I love and who love me back, and who save me from my own self-destruction. I get emotional thinking about it. I don’t deserve such love and support, yet I am indescribably thankful for it. It’s the only way I’ve managed to make it to this point, because let’s be honest, there’s no chance in hell I’d make it if it were up to me alone.