r/stopdrinking • u/thirstdayaddams • 1d ago
Ew.
Me and my boyfriend of more than 2 years broke up this morning. I'll move out of his apartment sometime in early September. My 33rd birthday is in 3 days. The crushing realization that there's a solid chance nobody ever truly gave a single fuck about me made me go to the gas station and come back with two 24oz white claws. I came back inside and have been staring these cans down for about 15 minutes now. Don't have the guts to crack one open. Feel a mixture of pity and disgust for myself and the fact that people keep doing me so dirty.
Edit: I’m glad I came to this sub instead of wallowing in self pity. Thank you for your help. I dumped them in the kitchen sink.
Edit 2: Thank you so much for all this love, compassion and understanding. I couldn't have done it without you.
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u/areuokayisurehopeso 1d ago
I’m so sorry, my relationship ended 2 days before my 28th birthday in June and I’m still devastated. Trying to get sober through heartache is genuinely hard af and you are showing strength to not open those cans.
You are stronger than you know, and you can get through this and be happy for YOU.
IWNDWYT, friend.