A few weeks ago I broke up with my girlfriend of 3 years. We've stayed in contact, and have still been sleeping together. Neither of us has been ready to fully let go. We talk about getting back together one day when the timimg would be better.

Last night I completely fucked up. Sitting at home alone on a saturday night became an unbearable thought. Then one of her frineds invited me out, and for some stupid fucking reason, I went. Deep down I knew that nothing good was going to come from this. But I went anyway.
We both got drunk, and needless to say, ended up hooking up. Immediately afterwards, I wanted to punch myself in the face. I literally felt sick. The first thing I did when I got home was call my ex to confess. She broke down, told me how in one night I had totally destroyed any chances of us ever getting back together.

I can't fucking believe I could be so stupid. I love this girl with all my heart and really hoped that we would one day get back together. And now it's fucked. Worst. Feeling. Ever.