When I feel grief over a crush not working out, or also recently, having been dumped by my boytoy of 2 years, I bring my sadness to my primary, and she is a great support.
I also post about it here quite a bit and get sympathy.
Love withers under constraint; its very essence is liberty. It is compatible neither with envy, jealousy or fear. It is there most pure, perfect and unlimited when its votaries live in confidence, equality and unreserve. -- Shelley
me: Mags, 59, living with:
miss pixi, 37