Third grade “dating” a guy that is now kicking ass on Broadway. This little boy brimming with creative energy took me to the water fountain and leaned against it to start a stream.
"Our relationship is" — he gestured to the running fountain — "down the drain."
My kiddo heart broke, but game recognizes game now. That was baller. He WAS and IS a star.
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Editor’s note: Here’s one of my faves from the distant archives called “Down the Drain 💧” first published in My Favorite Breakup on Feb. 21, 2021.
This oldie but goodie follows a brief hiatus while your friendly neighborhood breakup newsletter editor was figuring out what the heck to do with this thing — because we’re entirely out of new stories! It’s the first time that’s happened, so I was scrambling to figure out how to fill the space. But the plan now for whenever there’s a lull in submissions is to republish an early post, like this one. There’s so, so much good stuff in the archives. I’m actually pretty pumped to share those older stories with the couple hundred people who’ve joined more recently (welcome!).
Reminder: If you send me new stories, there’s a pretty good chance I’ll publish them. Please — and especially if you’re new here — write down your heartache or fond memz or hard-won lessons or goofiest teen kiss tales and send them in here.
And hey, I made an Instagram of the archives, @myfavoritebreakup (and will post more soon, promise).
Thanks for being here.
-jz
P.S. Of all the blonde women who released breakup music recently, VÉRITÉ is the best. “love you forever” will make all the gals whose exes couldn’t pay rent because they’re too busy getting drunk with their friends go “YAH!!!!!” (I’m gals.)