Let me just say that waking up the morning after a break up is the worst thing in the world. The day it happens, it never seems real. You can cry all day long and wallow in self pity, but at the same time if your friends come along, forget it even happened and think that you're better off without them. But then the morning comes, and everything rushes back. There is nothing compared to the pain of the morning after. Everything seems so dismal and you ask yourself "did that really just happen?" Of course it did, but it's hard to imagine.

You try to get back to the state you were in the night before, when it appeared that everything would be okay after all, but no amount of feel-good movies or tv shows or your favorite morning coffee can help you. Trying to go out with friends almost makes things more depressing because it's hard to stop analyzing everything that went wrong, and how you could be with that one person right now if things hadn't ended. Everything you see on the television, in real life, in music, reminds you of them. If you had the same taste in music, you can't listen to it anymore, or at least not for a long time until you can completely forget about them. It is, however, hard to forget about them when you essentially live under the same roof.

Even if they do everything in their power to avoid you, it still hurts to know that they're around and makes you feel even worse that they're completely avoiding you even though it's inevitable that you'll eventually come to an awkward face-to-face encounter, even though you'll still pretend the other person doesn't exist.

Going home doesn't help because you can't stop thinking about what the other person is doing, how much fun they're having without you, especially the night before. Did he get completely wasted and decide to hit on another girl, one who is prettier, smarter, nicer, more sane, less complicated? Being home also just makes you numb during the situation. Home is an escape from reality, and immediately when you go back to school, you're going to feel the same hurt you just barely got rid of. Because you're going to witness that person, know they're avoiding you.

Even the prospect of having others who DO want you doesn't help, because you only want the person who left you.

When you try to speak to that person, they ignore you completely. Nothing works, because they want nothing to do with you, even if you don't know what you did wrong. It's not even that you want to get back with them, it's the fact that you want to remain civil, have the person you were with the most and spent most of your free time with want to still remain in your life. It's especially hard when you met them at the beginning of the school year and ended up spending time with that person and the other people on your floor and neglected to find anyone else because 1.) you're one of those people who doesn't need a whole lot of friends and 2.) there wasn't a forseeable end to the relationship.

So what can I do?