The man I was living with broke up with me ten months ago. After the breakup I moved from California to Pennsylvania, thinking distance would make it easier for me to forget him. The problem is, I can't forget him. I think about him constantly, e-mail letters to him, and talk about him to the point all my friends are sick of hearing about it. They say they have nothing more to offer me and I need to move on. Oh, I am also in therapy, taking medications because my therapist thinks what I have for him now is an obsession.

I cry every day. The only good time for me is when I am at work because being busy helps some, although he is always there in some part of my brain.

My friends tell me that best way to get over one man is to get a new one, but the thought of being with someone else makes me sick. They tell me I can do better, he is an alcoholic, loser, etc. but all I can do is remember the good times and cry.

I want to die. I can't kill myself because I can't put my family and friends through that pain, but every night I pray to God that he will take me in my sleep or give me cancer so I can be out of this horrible, painful life.

Will I be like this forever?

10 months, it's a long time. You have only life and the only person who determines your own destiny is yourself, no one else! Its up to you how you choose to live your life, to feel bad, to get up every day and think I hate the world?

Or to feel wow the sun is shining, this is a beautiful planet, there is so much to see, so many people to meet, so much to do, so little time. It is time for you to get busy living or to get busy dying!!

You're an amazing person, a unique person! A person who deserves love.

You need to start new things, new hobbies, new sports. Join the gym! The natural high you get from excercising allways puts me in a buzz :) I love it, I can speak to anyone when I am on that buzz. Meet new people, change the routine of your daily life. DO NOT SIT AROUND and mope. The past is the past, the present is now - you can affect that not the past.