The dividing line

Dear Universe,

The Burn will be the dividing line.  In future I will be able to refer to life before the Burn, and life after the Burn.  Things are going to change around here, and the most important of all of those things is:

1. No more checking the Ex's FB profile everyday.  Whatever I think I'm going to get from it I've now proven to myself that I'm not going to get it.  It's over.  Move along.  It's going on three months and it still feels like I'm just on vacation and that at any moment I will be jumping a plane and heading back to a happy family consisting of yours truly, the Ex and two of the cutest cats the world has ever seen.  Not going to happen.  It's gone, caput, finito, overs kadovers.

You know Universe, whilst we're on the topic.  In future, can you please check that when I break up with a guy it comes with much anger and hatred because that would really simplify things in the long run.  Hugging and crying before getting on a plane is preferable to friends and family, not the boyfriend you're breaking up with.  No.  Break ups should be large and theatrical, with things being thrown around the room and loud shouting and screaming.  The neighbours should have absolute certainty about the fact that you are no longer a couple.

Help me Universe, make the pain go away.

Yours truly,

Alice