I Need Vodka

Oh, Men. Is empathy still an active emotion with you?

While you're filling my inbox with 11 messages of condolences as thinly veiled offers of dinner and drinks within 2 days of my heart being broken, do you think you're healing me?

I'm barely holding myself together with grace so I guarantee I won't be as kind and diplomatic as I might have otherwise been when I tell you I'm not ready. Then, I'm going to feel guilty about the harshness I'm displaying or just completely ignoring you but can't do anything to stop the guilt because that's the type of person I am. Don't put either of us through that.

Pain takes time to heal.

I'm not ready for you to hurt me. Yes, that's what I expect, because I'm currently still hurting.

I'm so sick right now I can barely eat. Dinner with you isn't even physically appealing.

If I have drinks with you I'm going to get emotional and cry all over you about the despair I'm currently feeling because of another man. The thought should make you shudder as it does me.

It's not sexy, you're not being a gentleman and it's not fair.

Don't be that guy. If you already are that guy, please take this with grace and dignity and help the next woman heal by giving her the time she needs.

Things will get better. Time heals all wounds... and all that other shit. I need vodka.

Carlie's Dating Tips: #lifelovevodka