I'm sure women all over the world have different ways in which to treat a broken heart. For me the victim of my heartbreak is my hair. Each time it ends with a guy I cared about I cut and/or dye my hair. For some strange reason it makes me feel slightly better. To me,it is a symbolization that I am about to start a new part of my life. I need this new start in order to move out of that past situation.

The other thing that I do is destroy all the evidence of that relationship. If it were important yet heartbreaking I pack it far, far away. I still have a scrap of envelope that Nick had written his phone number on. I'm not quite sure where it is but one day I'll find it again and it will be far enough into the past for me to look at it. For my brief encounter with Ben, I tore every one of the mentions of him out of my diary and shredded the picture of him and made a nice little bon fire in our back yard. It felt really good for me to rid myself of any reminders of him. I'm not sure what I will do when it ends with Jeremy since most of it is holed up inside. I have these pages which won't burn very easily, a movie stub from "We Were Soldiers" and a calender page with his number on it. Who knows maybe things won't end. I'd really like that. But not so much that I would play the game of waiting around until he calls or changes his mind. Maybe we were better off as friends. Only time shall tell.