I'm not devastated. To be honest, I'd been thinking about breaking up with him for a few months because I didn't think he was "the one," but for some reason I never got around to it. I'm also not shocked - I felt like he hadn't really been all that into me lately.
I just think it's crappy he did it over the phone. I think, after 7 months, I deserve better than an over-the-phone breakup. I know the in person is difficult - that's part of why I hadn't gotten around to it - but for goodness sake, suck it up. And why do guys always want to be friends afterwards? I have plenty of friends - why would I want to be friends with someone who obviously doesn't like me all that much?
Let me tell you, I feel about as attractive as a slug right now. I feel fat and frumpy and repugnant. You might as well throw 100 cats in my apartment and maybe a stack of yellowing old newspapers. And then when I die from having to do too much work because my boss quit, I can be found with my face eaten off by the insane number of cats.
Of course, I've felt like this for a couple of weeks so it's not directly related to having my feelings hurt by some guy who doesn't like me all that much. (Whether you're 12 or 29, it still sucks!) It probably has to do more with not having time to spend with friends or work out or keep up with my hobbies. It also isn't helpful that my family has suddenly developed more diseases than the Merck Manual of Medical Information. Methinks I need an emergency hair appointment - maybe I should go blonde or vixen red.
I just hate dating (another reason I was slow about being the breaker-upper). It's so awkward and unpleasant and I never meet anyone normal. No rush, I guess. I barely had time to date the guy I was dating, let alone find a new one.