So I have this friend (yes, really) and she recently broke it off with a man she’s been dating for nearly four years. From the outside they seemed like the perfect couple—
hardworking, similar crazy sense of humor, educated, ambitious, madly attracted to one other—but in the end, he wasn’t giving her the emotional closeness she needed to feel secure in their relationship’s future. And rather than wait around for him to magically get it together, she moved on.
Fast forward a few weeks after the break-up and we were hanging at the Getty Museum, taking in its picturesque views of L.A. and the Pacific Ocean (you had to be there). We started to wax poetic about relationships/heart-break and we came to the conclusion that one of the best ways to move on from the emotional jujitsu her ex put on her heart was to get out there and jump right back into the dating pool.
If you’ve every had a bad car accident (or another traumatic experience), most people will tell you that one of the best ways to shake your fear and move on is to hop right back into another car and give it one more shot. So why not apply that same logic to relationships and dating?
Recently I saw a very funny webseries (Yes, another one. What can I say? I’m a nerd) that dealt with this very issue, getting over the one who broke your heart by diving back into the dating pool. The series, “12 Steps to Recovery” follows Parrish as he tries to get his groove back and get over his ex.
While it is a fictional tale, “12 Steps to Recovery” explores an interesting premise. So often many of us deal with breakups by wallowing in the hurt, memories, and indulging in the shoulda, woulda, couldas that keep us trapped at home instead of experiencing life and meeting the next Mr./Ms. Right (or at least Mr. Right Now), when we should throw on our best party dress, fix our hair just so, and go have some fun.
So Clutchettes and Gents remember this, the best medicine for heartache is not that pint of Chunky Monkey or that bottle of Red Stripe, but rather getting back in the saddle and enjoying yourself again. Even if you don’t meet the next great love of your life, at least you won’t be home thinking about the fool who let you get away.