Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Speed dial #2 is empty

Nearly 8 months after being abandoned by the love of my life, I was able to delete him from my speed dial. This is a big day, folks. Countless times since he left I have gone to delete him and couldn't do it.

But last night I had a dream that I kept calling him, and he wouldn't answer and finally some girl answered, and she was like, "Stop calling here. You're not his girlfriend anymore-I am." I woke up so ridiculously upset that I realized I was still holding on.

So I decided to start taking the necessary steps to move on rather than pretending that all of this was temporary and that he would be back someday. Step one was to delete him off of speed dial. I know-not a huge step, but it was hard, and I did it. Now I think you guys should do it, too. Go ahead-delete B off of your speed dial. Don't cry, Internet, we will get through this together.

I think our next step should be to get raging drunk and have sex with hot, mysterious strangers. Or just semi-goodlooking, rather mundane strangers. Or maybe even people we know who are kind of ugly. I think the third step is to join Scientology so we better start randomly diagnosing and prescribing treatment for people with mental health problems. And by "treatment" I mean "vitamins" because apparently a Flintstone vitamin a day will keep the manic depression away.

14 comments:

Adam said...

Speed dial #2 is gone!!!


Phew, that felt better, whoooo, was I holding on. Sheeesh, how good does that feel?


I feel awesome, I'm so going to tell my girlfriend to do it too!




oh.

Carly said...

this is going to sound totally gay, but I'm proud of you Sarah!

you deserve better than B.... heck my sister finally found a nice guy so there's hope

Gordon said...

Nice work.

I've always found the speed dial/phone book deleting to be quite cathartic.

Besides, you can totally do better anyways...

Violet said...

It's been almost 4 years and I think my ex might still be on my speed-dial. Even though he's moved and is now married. I should've known we were doomed when I saw that his phone number started with 666.

Also - I can't post this on my own blog in case Uganda sees it - but I still have to bite my tongue to keep from calling him by my ex's name. And I think I might have called him my ex's name in my sleep once. No idea why. I love Uganda and would never go back to my ex.

Sorry to take up all the space in your comments and make this all about me! : ) The point is, I'm proud of you and I definitely understand how hard it is to let go and I think you're doing great!

heather said...

Yeah - and with scientology you wouldn't even get that emotionally attached to your next beau. You would choose him based on compatibility. Of course, then you would have to believe in the whole aliens left us behind thing... or whatever. I stopped reading the history of it when it got into that. Yeah, Flinstones would make sense as their vitamin of choice.

"AG" said...

I think this should be added to the existing stages of grieving a loss. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance...speed dial number deletion. You can go on Oprah and help other women with this.

slcup said...

The purple Flintstones vitamins was always my favorite.

Way to go, Sarah. You're awesome!

Van! said...

I didn't want to do this... but am going to have to help you out.. I will have sex with you...so you can put me in the speed dial #2 spot.

Mon said...

CONGRATS!!!! I did this last month! It IS a big deal, and it hurt my heart a little to do it. It is a big step!

ORF said...

Way to freakin' go, Dudette!!! I lost my phone recently and with it, his number, which I hadn't deleted for nearly a year. But now it's gone and it feels good!

Golightly said...

way to go, I'm proud of you! CONGRATS!!

John said...

so is it cool now if I call him?

Kara0303 said...

Good job out of you. I know it's kinda a hard thing to do, as cheesy as that sounds. Unfortunately, even after the deletion, the number is still ingrained in my brain. Maybe I should give it out and let all of blogworld congratulate him on his new nuptuals! hee hee hee...

HOW said...

When I got my first cell phone, the first number I put in was my then husband's phone number. When the phone rang, it flashed a happy little smiley face by default. Guess they thought that the first number you saved on your phone would be of someone you loved. Had I known that at the time, I would have chosen my mother, or the mailman. . .anybody but him. And there was absolutely no way to delete it. So as the seperation and divorce became inevitable, the smiley little face mocked me each time he called! Finally I couldn't take it anymore, and the phone. . .and number that caused the smiley face to flash at me so smugly now are fish food at the bottom of the Cumberland River. I only wish he were with it!!! Good Luck to you, Sweetheart! You did good!