I noticed that on the brink of a failed relationship, for a time any thought of romance starts to become sickly annoying. It's not so much a cause for anger. I don't really think about C and get angry now. It's a simple reaction to losing something, you start to feel like you never want it again. The thought of watching romantic comedies or dramas repulses me, and if I hear one more Ed Sheeran song or any of the new crap my sister listens to, I may genuinely throw up. The rest of the day was still and quiet and constantly looking for distractions showed me that I was in fact sinking into an episode of melancholy. I didn't grieve as must as I acknowledged that I simply fell out of love.
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