Yeah, it was crippling for a couple years. I felt empty most of that time, and would grasp at any activities just to keep my mind busy. Looking back, that first heartbreak was one of the best things to happen to me. I worked out daily, quit some of my usual addictive tendencies, ate better, worked a lot more overtime at my job, and even obtained an incredible new job that enabled me to buy my first house.

I think I did all of that with the hope that she would come back and see how great my life had become without her. And the funny thing is that she actually did get back in contact with me, a year and a half after the breakup. But surprisingly, as much as I wanted her back, I knew it probably wasn't the best choice for me. So I held off.