Miss my past, why does things have to always change for the worst?

My gf and I had a bad argument some months ago and broke up. I know it is best to move on but I find myself thinking about her everyday... It sucks feeling this way and not being able to at least say hi and see if she is doing okay.

I know it's best to move on too, but in a similar way I cannot do it/it's difficult. Different story: I ended up to help her with her problems anyway, even if we don't know what we are. (I don't want to watch her destroying her life) As a result I still think about her too much everyday I'm trying to focus more on myself, and on my studies, it helps a little... Btw people are strong, we are strong, so we can go on ^^

Unfortunately a lot of what I enjoyed she inspired me to do... here lately Im starting to despise what I enjoy so instead spend most of my free time just sitting in silence and well doing nothing but having urges to do stuff /:

Moving on is always a rough thing to do, especially if it's something you don't do too often. I've done it more times than I would like to admit. Finding a new hobby might do you well to distract you, or a new routine. It's a chance to expand to new horizons. I don't know what some things that you like so I can't help too much in that department. Plus gives you a chance to better yourself. Eventually it gets to the point where you let out a disappointed sigh and throw the bag over your shoulder and wander away.

I'm too a point where I toss out everything I like. My art that is liked I end up destroying, the detailed role plays I've done I delete them. Dont have the drive to try and make others smile, all I end up doing is proving how much I am horrible and suck.

Therapy? That might be thrown out a lot in these parts, but you sound like you have some underlying issues that you may need to address. Gotta work on the confidence and self reliance.

@ikurumaru I agree with yasshat. In the meantime, don't throw it away. Come back to it when you're ready.

Therapy was an option I tried a bunch of times for a long time. First place it was all through Skype, with different people each time. Then when they found me a person to go and see face to face the woman didnt remember my name at all and got me mixed up with other patients. Even emitted myself to a loony bin for an evaluation (that's a long story but was just a waste). So I had found my own therapy through hobbies I enjoyed, which is how I met my x gf in the first place /: