When this happened to me last summer, I lost about 40 pounds (I was kinda fat from school anyway), and was diagnosed with depression. I refused to go on anti-depressants, because I have heard of a lot of trouble with those, and being a psychology major, I figured I had the tools to work through it without drugs. I did go see a therapist though, and she was very helpful.
Then the girl who broke up with me came back for school. Totally brought me back to day 1 when she dumped me. 4 months of therapy and me taking up everything from astronomy (bought a telescope) to joining a gun club (hey, its fun) went straight down the *******. We ended up getting back together in mid-September. We broke up again on the 26th of this month.
I definitely saw it coming. After she came back from Christmas break, we didn't see each other much. I had already begun to develop feelings for 2 other girls, one of which I was seeing quite often. She tutors me for my statistics course and she is in 2 of my classes. My ex had an idea that I liked her. We both shared who we had 'crushes' on...
Anyway, the mornings are the worst part. I go to bed around 3 and wake up around 9. The split second my brain is booting up, I think to myself 'Some horrible catastrophe happened recentl.... oh yeah...' and so begins the day of depression.
I can't eat much or sleep very well, but it's not nearly as bad as last summer, mainly because last summer she dumped me for another guy. That was the worst torture I had ever endured. She was 9 hours away with some 26 year old douchebag (she was 19). I would even vomit once in a while, especially while brushing my teeth for some odd reason.
So yeah, I have a very supportive family, especially my mother, who can't help but cry when he 22 year old son (me) cries. I am going to see if I can hold out on the therapy, but if I don't see an improvement by the end of the week, I will definitely go back.
Thanks everyone for your thoughts. I'd love to hear more.