  Was at my lowest yesterday. Kept thinking that perhaps the breakup was all my fault and started to believe it too. Ended up sms-ing my Ex, and he called me and said otherwise - he admitted that he made me unhappy as well. What do you think about that? Sms-ed him several times after that...asking a myraid of silly questions, which I already know the answers to.
Decided to stop it this morning - I'm being unfair to him. Thought it over and over...I can't be friends with him at all, because I love him too much and we might end up at Square One again. I HAVE to forget him, and MUST NOT wallow in self-pity anymore. Life is much greater than one small misery. Now if you'll excuse me, I've a life to reclaim. 
