Where Do Broken Hearts Go? The Truly Rich Lady Finds Out
I would just like to remind everyone that I am no relationship expert, and yet you still keep asking me what to do about your hearts? (Maybe see a doctor.) In particular, curious minds want to know, where do broken hearts go? I am not really sure, because I am not a travel agent nor a person with
Says The Truly Rich Man Who Follows The Left Side Of His Brain
I went to work the next day as if nothing had happened. Not saying our time together didn’t mean anything, but in all honesty, I had already spent too much time on something that didn’t work. If I were to look at our relationship as an investment, it was a bust. I needed to move on. Immediately.
Says The Truly Rich Lady Who Was Left At The Altar
Well, the honeymoon to Belize had already booked when the thing happened, so I took it. The change of scenery certainly helped ease my sadness, but it was really the privacy that I was thankful for. After being humiliated in front of a thousand people, being alone (the island was private) was what I needed. It made me really happy, too, that he had pre-paid my month-long vacay in a paradise full of hot men.
Says the Truly Rich Young Person
Tindr. The easiest way to get over a breakup is to find someone new.
Says the Truly Rich Lady Who Has An Expensive Hobby
Fortunately, my unfortunate breakup happened during sale season, so I flew to Hong Kong, Taipei, and then Shanghai for a little retail therapy. Actually, a lot. Ended up with a load of coats, shoes, and also regret purchases, which I can never return. I may have been crushed, but at least I looked good.
Says the Truly Rich Who Had Nothing to Do
Says the Truly Rich Lady Who
I became that person who talked about my breakup to no end. I whined about my ex to my best friend, my brother (who didn’t care at all), my mother, my grandmother, everyone with ears. I needed other people to validate my sad feelings. I must say I really want to say thank you to everyone for not kicking me in the rear right away. It took two months of non-stop whining before someone had the courage to tell me to please shut up.
Says the Truly Rich Lady Who Was Defeated
I hid in my room, shut the door, and watched all the things one shouldn't watch right after a breakup: Pride and Prejudice, Downton Abbey, The Notebook, Legally Blonde, iPhone videos of my ex. When I wasn't watching, crying, and eating cheap chocolate, I listened to sad songs. I even abandoned my rigorous beauty routine, which is a very big deal! That's how bad I felt.
Says the Truly Rich Lady Who Was Brave
The easiest thing to do is to shut down, but a good friend told me to do the exact opposite and just say yes to everything. I did that for a week and found myself singing and dancing in public, eating obscene amounts of food, and kissing strangers. It was strange and also a thrill.