Yep, I had a similar experience, right at the tail end of Myspace's heydey, so I guess... 2006? At the time, it seemed like the WORST, and that I couldn't escape it.
At the time, I lost my entire local social circle, and was in the dumps for like a year. Once I moved the fuck out of the suburb where I grew up, things started working out great. Never had to deal with 'em on Facebook while the wounds were fresh. The guy who broke my heart at least ended up marrying the girl he cheated with and now they have kids -- I'm really lucky I dodged that bullet; they are the human equivalents of saltine crackers.
At the time, I lost my entire local social circle, and was in the dumps for like a year. Once I moved the fuck out of the suburb where I grew up, things started working out great. Never had to deal with 'em on Facebook while the wounds were fresh. The guy who broke my heart at least ended up marrying the girl he cheated with and now they have kids -- I'm really lucky I dodged that bullet; they are the human equivalents of saltine crackers.