"Its going to be alright" "you will get over him" "there is plenty more fish in the sea"
That is the sort of thing my friends kept telling me. I know they all meant well but at that point I swore that if I heard anymore pointless clinches I was going to go insane.
The truth is, I missed him. I lov.. Did I love him? I can't remember now I must have loved him at some point I suppose, or none of the following events would have happened.
It started in the winter of 2006. Me and my former boyfriend 'jack Rimmer' had been living together for just over 6 months when I started to notice a change in his behaviour. For a while I couldn't quite put my finger on the cause but I was sure that I wasn't going to like it. 2 months later I discovered that he was having an affair with the head of pastoral care. Steph Haydock. To say that my world was in tatters would have been an understatement, and at that time I couldn't imagine my life without him. I had arrived home at 4:30 on the friday night (to collect my belongings) and jack had arrived home shortly after.
I remember very clearly everything that happened between then and about 6:30, when our relationship was oficially over. I remember every single horried detail and to get it off my chest I am going to recall it to you now. The first words jack said to me were fairly sweet but at the same time utterly deverstating and unbelieveable.
"It didn't mean anything davina"
Was that suposed to make me feel better?! He had thrown our year long realtionship away for nothing. At the point I actually wanted to starangle him. But that wasn't the case.. No.. In fact It was quite the opposit.