I started an imaginary club called Team Heartbreak for all of my heartbroken friends (unfortunately there are a lot of them). Sadly I welcomed a new friend to the club this morning.
I said many things to her, and I realized yet again how often the advice we give is advice we wish we would take ourselves. I told her things I wish were told to me - not that time will pass, not to go out and date a bunch of other men, not to get over it. I told her that he is a fool. An utter utter fool. And I think that's exactly what she needed to hear.