I've Recently Been Humpty Dumped.

Dump me once....SHAME ON YOU. Dump me every other month for over two years and always before the new year.... ummmm. 

A friend worried that I had hit "rock bottom." It was a valid concern. I wasn't leaving my room and my nose was peeling from crying so much. But that could just be a normal Tuesday for me.

I informed her that my version of rock bottom would be me, hunched over, eating a hamburger in an alley after having a meaningless one-night-stand. My version of hell (casual sex and meat) is most people's version of heaven.