Two years ago my relationship with a close friend turned physical and I thought I might finally be getting into a relationship. Truthfully she was just looking for sex and companionship, and she dumped me in a bit of a shitty way when she met someone she liked better. We were both a bit immature, she never wanted to hurt me, and plenty of people have gone through far worse. And yet it changed my life completely.

I was depressed all the time but didn't want anyone else to know, so I gradually spent more and more time by myself, and hid behind a mask of happiness in public. I waited until things were ok between us, then cut her out of my life completely because I recognised how unhealthy my response to the breakup was. This only made things worse because information about her and her new boyfriend would leak to me and leave me devastated - I'd feel physically sick, completely unmotivated, and even more upset. I didn't even want to be with her for long and never thought she was 'the one', and yet I still think about her all the time and wish she'd contact me. I've made a series of positive life choices and made genuine efforts to meet other girls, but nothing has helped and depression is pretty much my constant companion.

I want to be in a place where I can be happy for her, because she was a good friend to me and this guy is probably way better suited to her than I ever was. As things stand though, I hate the fact that she found happiness after using me, especially while I'm still alone. I'd give anything for her relationship to end.

To any anons who have been in a similar situation and come out the other side, what should I do?