An ex is an ex, no matter what the outcome of the relationship ends up to be. Whether you’ll stay good friends or just friends, or fall completely out of touch, it’s all the same. You laugh and scorn at their current deal, but when it comes down to seeing them happy with each other, it hurts. You may be completely over it most days, but others, you dwell at the moment. Unless you’ve completely let them go, those moments come more frequently than expected. I’m tired of those moments. I want to be a good friend, but I want to be completely happy again. But I feel like if I do what I need to do for myself, I’ll just be a complete jerk. Not that it matters anyway. All guys are jerks, right?