tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post8468565838885614346..comments2023-05-11T03:42:43.251-07:00Comments on The Happiest Sad: Jill Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00077847438322979630noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3980531981336832789.post-13302149870250580052011-03-26T23:28:11.938-07:002011-03-26T23:28:11.938-07:00"and not feel like dry-heaving. (I know, I..."and not feel like dry-heaving. (I know, I'm quite the romantic.)"<br /><br />omg. That killed me. I was laughing so hard.<br /><br />While my situation never led to anything so life-changing as having a child, I have an ex who I was friends with for quite some time after the break up that abruptly cut off all communication with me. I've found similar comfort in remembering the fun and loving times we had without trying to torture myself over an explanation of our ended friendship that will never come. I think that's all you can do sometimes. Remember the good, because there's no point in reliving the bad.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com