Yes, I'm finally putting it up; the conclusion of the heartbreak.
In the last article (Part 1, which I'll admit was probably as interesting as a bar of soap), I went over the best route to take during the first stages of a heartbreak. Well, this is the rest of it. After a week from the date which the horrible incident occurred, the victim should be back on their feet. But be warned, that sense of recovery may or may not be fake. Don't try and be superman(/woman), but at the same time, don't live in the depressing slum. Get up, take a breath of fresh air, look in the mirror and do the Rocky Balboa thing. Seriously. Play the music if you have to. Yes, you know what I mean (throw punches and dance with your fists in the air). Tell yourself life is good, which it is. Yes, you'll still think every day of that person for the next while, but remember, time heals all wounds. Some just take a flipping whammy of time to heal.
After about two weeks, you'll feel normal again (for the most part), but certain songs/images/things will remind you of the pain. Now, most people will tell you to ignore that. Ignore the pain, think of something else. Don't. Confront the thoughts. Confront the memories. You are in charge of your thoughts. You are in charge of your memories. Challenge them, pit yourself against the pain. Then when you overcome them, the next time you're confronted with the memories, you'll be that much stronger.
After the one-month mark, you'll either be completely back to normal, or you'll be at a state in which you still have the painful memories, but you can handle them easily. Congrats, you've survived a heartbreak.
I'd personally like to dedicate this fairly short series (ok, REALLY short series) to everyone who has endured through a heartbreak, or more than one heartbreak. All of you truly are special.