One last time:

Got drinks w the ex from my office. We were at a bar for over three hours and a lot of tears were shed. With respect to her privacy and the seriousness of the shit she told me, all I can say (but want to say here because I have mentioned it so many times) is that everything makes sense now and I am literally completely over her. I've never needed something in my life as much as I needed last night. She's a wonderful girl and I'm gonna be friends with her now that I understand what happened.

I learned a fuck ton from this and wish I had caught on to the real reasons things ended. I was too blinded by my punchdrunk love for this beautiful girl to take notice of the small signs of her major problems.

I guess the moral of the story here is that there's always more going on with someone than it seems like on the outside. I spent months and months with her and had no idea how severe things that she was going through were. And then I spent months blaming myself for it ending and wondering what I had done wrong when in reality it was nothing and she simply cannot be in a relationship right now.

The third hour of the night, once the heavy emotions were out, consisted of us being drunk and laughing and having a good time, as friends. I even told her once I was pretty drunk "you know, at the end of the day, you personally helped a morbidly obese internet pseudo-celebrity go viral on barstoolsports for eating celery that I sent him because of you." Showing her the video of him eating it after I explained it was probably the hardest I've ever made someone laugh. 10/10 don't regret sharing my tank celery story with her. Also while she was holding my phone a girl I've been talking to texted me like five times in a row which we both just laughed about as well.

So yeah, we're good now. I'm good. Feel better about my job long term, want to be her friend after finding out the truth about everything.

This is the last post about her, but since my struggles with the dating a girl from the office and getting dumped by her and being miserable have been well documented in here, I figured I'd wrap it up.

Gotta get back to work - cheers from Iraq boys