I Think He's Gone Weird
General I Think He's Gone Weird

“With elegance, with grace, with your skirt tucked into your knickers, whatever. You just have to do it…”

How do you properly prepare for the first meeting after a breakup? I don’t know about you, but the words “Hi, how are you?” are certain to roll off my tongue as “Habajkyjsjfh – you?” And that’s assuming I make it that close to him, which is very bold of me to assume considering that 90% of these already unfortunate moments usually start with me face planting the floor. Is there any elegant way to endure this moment? Or is it just one of those things where your heart has to go “SORRY BUT I’M SCARED” before driving you into complete chaos?

The complete and utter tragedy of this moment is sure to be multiplied by 10 if you’re missing him, and I’m sorry to say it, but no matter how different he was at the end, no matter how many times you analysed his last words, the chances are that if it hurt, you are going to miss him. The truth is, there’s no easy way to get through that first meeting, you just have to do it – With elegance, with grace, with your skirt tucked into your knickers, whatever. You just have to do it.

And sometimes when you see him you won’t get that heart drop, you will see him for what he turned out to be, and there will be mountains between you. However, most of the time you will get that heart drop, the “What if?” feeling, the “Habajkyjsjfh – you?” and that is okay. Chances are if you weren’t blabbering away, he would be doing the exact same thing.

When you connect with someone, there’s always bound to be that awkward separation at the end. And let’s face it, if you’ve been freaky with him, discussions about the weather just aren’t thick enough to cover the flashbacks. After that moment, everything feels easier, but you have to have the solid three minutes of complete humiliation before that happens. It’s science. And things aren’t all that bad, try seeing his parents approaching the fitting rooms when you’re working in retail and on fitting room duty. NOPE. But that’s a story for another day…

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