Goddess of.. Post Break-Up Torture: One Clean Sweep!

I am usually the kind of girl who dwells in the pain post-breakup. I keep the ex on Facebook, Twitter, all that jazz. I look at the pictures, I cry over the last towel he used, the shirt I wore on our first date, the Reese's cups he left in my fridge, etc.

I had even started making a list of things that were reminding me of The Aussie all around my house, around TheCity, etc. I was planning a really pathetic self-pity kind of post for the blog, I'll admit. I was sad, checking his facebook & twitter updates and getting emotional over stuff he wrote "post-me". Bunny (my colleague/BFF) pointed out how dumb I was being. If it hurts, just remove it.

So I unfriended (defriended?) Rami and all his friends from my facebook. I know, I know.. it only took me a year & a half but eventually, I got there. I unfollowed The Aussie (& his company's account) from twitter, although his twitter is public but at least now it won't show up in my feed. I blocked his updates from my facebook newsfeed (& all of his friends' updates as well). I unliked his company's page from facebook. I removed him from gchat. Oh, and I also defriended Mark from facebook.

In preparation for the BIG MOVE, I've purged about 2/3 of my clothes last night because they don't fit, are not in style anymore or don't make me feel good when I wear them. I felt really liberated after that, to know that I don't have to carry that much stuff (or baggage if you will). Today, I moved on to 'purging' people out of my daily life and it also feels good. One clean sweep, and there's no going back.

A good rule of thumb: If they've (or hearing from them) hurt you in one way or another.. out they go.

Outta sight, outta mind. I move onward, the only direction.