To follow up on Uilleand's posting...a wise woman once told me that just because a relationship has ended doesn't invalidate it or mean it didn't have great significance in our lives. Too often we feel foolish for having cared deeply for the people who reject us or we think we've wasted our time with them.

The end of a relationship is a death. We mourn our loved ones, no matter how they die, and treasure their memory. So should we, I think, allow ourselves to mourn the death of a dream that has died and try to treasure its good memories.

Last night, I ended a several-years-long, on again-off again relationship with a man I love very much who isn't able to give me the commitment I want. My heart is broken. The only thing that got me through the night was remembering the wise woman's words and reminding myself that I've recovered from a broken heart before.

Make dates with friends so that you have at least one thing to look forward to every week. And, force yourself to keep those dates even if you feel rotten.

My sister, who is a clinical psychologist, tells me that getting adequate sleep and nutrition are the two best things we can do to safeguard not only our physical but our mental health.

Good luck to you.