Maybe this will lighten your mood. I'll share part of my break up story.
I had been split from the ex for 6 weeks. my youngest broke the pedal off his trike so i had the job of re-threading the pedal then refitting it. I walked into my old house admiring a cracking Suzuki Hyabusa parked in front of the house as i drove up.
I went into the kitchen where the trike was while my ex stood at the living room door. i needed some spanners and asked the ex if she could go to the shed and get me my tools. she was looking kinda on edge and told me to get them myself whilst still guarding the door....I still never twigged.
I got the tools, fixed the trike and on my way out i thought i would pop into the livingroom to say goodbye to my kids. Surprise surprise there's a guy sitting in MY seat. MY Seat... Kinda stunned and at a serious loss for words i just introduced myself as her husband, shook his hand and walked out.
Roll on a few months later i met the ex's new guys ex in a nightclub. Back to her place.
Lets just say my ex and her new man didn't like my style to the point i was getting phone calls to say i was only doing it to get back at them. Hey, all's fair in love and war right?..
I was partners with my ex's new mans ex for 2 and a half years. we broke up but on good terms.
i'm on my own now and loving every minute of it. in the future, if i need a companion, i'll get a goldfish.