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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>A year on...</title><link>http://whystill.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://whystill.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>A year on...</title><link>http://whystill.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/62/1aa6b16e8af634cd13c47cf95c6180_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>A year on...</title><link>http://whystill.blog.co.uk/2007/09/05/a_year_on~2926548/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:whystill.blog.co.uk,2007-09-05:/2007/09/05/a_year_on~2926548/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 01:47:17 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I broke up with my girlfriend last year, probably the hardest thing I ever did. I know it happens all the time "you'll get over it" and "maybe it wasn't meant to be" is all I got from friends and now a year on I'm still thinking about her (oh I better mention we were together about nearly 8 years)and I just cant seem move on. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now I think there are a few things I think are hindering my "recovery"; firstly I'm incredibly shy and get really nervous when I meet new people especially women, I always get a bad case of 'footinmouth disease'. secondly I don't really hangout with people my age much, they're always much older or much younger and thirdly (I think this may of been a contributor to our demise, but I can't be sure) I have a chronic disorder that means I get very ill and can be debilitating at times.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now, all I want at the minute is to able to meet a nice woman who like me for who I am and not what I can give her and not think about whether my ex  is okay or if...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;... if she's seeing someone else. Okay thats it see, thats what bugging me the most, the fact that she is probably seeing someone. I've been replaced. She was mine and I was hers for so long and I think she's seeing someone who's better looking, smarter, funnier, taller(I'm only 5'7") and not me. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You know what triggered this I saw a picture on facebook of her at a wedding posing with this model looking guy who had his arm around. I wouldn't have thought had it not been for the "hmmmmmmm" comment left by her sister-in-law and a second picture of them in a similar pose. ARGGHHHHHHH! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What's the point? I'm losing it I know. Obsessing about my past it's just eating me up, and I can't talk to anyone about it. All my friends have either left London or have long term partners or both. I just getting lonelier. I suppose that's why I'm doing this. If I don't vent somewhere I'm gonna crack up. Well its very late and i have work in the morning. Goodnight more thoughts soon, hey hopefully by the next one I may have some good news on the lonely front.&lt;/p&gt;
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