It’s all about the lies we tell ourselves in the very beginning, I think. It’s a result of getting carried away by a feeling—taking one isolated event and creating entire story lines . I’ve definitely been in your shoes and the few women or men who haven’t are the ones that don’t give up too much of themselves too quick. They say “I don’t give a fuck” and mean it whereas you or I say it as an affirmation in the morning after we may have cried in the shower. But, it’s all good. We’re human and life sucks sometimes. I always say you won’t just up and be over it one day, it takes effort. Don’t let your mind go there. Be sure you’re affirming the truth whenever your mind does wander. Stop dwelling on one or two great random events and dwell on all the asshole things that assure you that this dude doesn’t want you. Tell yourself that you want someone who wants you. You don’t want someone who you have to convince to like you. Is that the story you want to tell your grandchildren? It seems so logical and duh but, a lot of us are oddly under the impression that true love means blood, sweat and tears and drama..and more tears, when really it should probably maybe just be smiles and laughter and hand holding and daisies with maybe one fight or three sprinkled somewhere in between. I mean, that’s just what I think, but…we’ve seen how much luck I’ve had.
If it helps you WILL get over him eventually. And there will be other hims who have the same or greater effect on you. Nothing’s wrong with you. But know that there may be more guys to get through before you win and that’s just how it goes sometimes.
Good luck, love!