How to move on: 10 Pinoys share real stories on how they mended their broken hearts

We all know how it's supposed to go: if you're heartbroken, you get a tub of ice cream and cry your heart out. Or you go out, get dangerously drunk while singing "Nothing" by The Script, and pray that your friends confiscate your phone.

There are times though when that plan goes sideways. Sometimes, "heartbroken" is not the only emotion you're left with after getting off the roller coaster ride that love takes you in. Sometimes, your coping mechanisms are best left to telenovelas or rom-coms.

Sometimes, you go insane. Or perhaps insane people push you to do insane things.

If that's sounds like you, then you're not alone. Here are some ridiculous, heart-breaking, and vengeful real-life stories from real-life people that prove that sometimes, love can make you lose your mind.

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1. Allow your worst self to come out

Things were not going well between me and my then-boyfriend, so he went on a date with some girl without me knowing. On that very same night, he broke up with me. I was in utter disbelief. I went "psycho." I cried so much because I couldn't believe that what was happening was real. I even hit myself in front of him! In the middle of the night while he was asleep, I got his phone and called her for a confrontation. She said nothing had happened.

In the next weeks and months we were still living together. During that time, I just cried and cried, said terrible hurtful things, and did childish things to piss him off like kick his bluetooth speakers down the stairs during one of my anger sprees.

I was my worst self at that time but eventually decided enough is enough. I moved out after three months as it was very toxic staying with the person who broke your heart. What’s weird is that he was so shocked and hurt about me leaving!

I think the craziest thing is I remained friends with him, even now that they have a child together. I even became friends with her. And I love their son, like my own. — Britney, 24

2. If you can't destroy remnants of your relationships, make money off them

Let's see, after destroying everything he's ever given me-- and I mean everything! -- I made a profit by selling all the jewelry I got from him, which included a Tiffany and Co charm bracelet and a white gold infinity ring.

All proceeds went to a spa date with the girls. I then took him off my phone plan. He was probably shocked when he found out his line was cut out of nowhere. Super petty, but whatever. I also joined forces with his ex to humiliate him if he ever tried to pull anything, for insurance purposes. — Charlie, 29

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3. Pretend you don't know him and have a super support squad on standby

Weeks after a break up, I went to a party with my friend to unwind. I was drunk and trying to forget, until my ex decided to show up and try to fix things between us. I pretended I didn't know him and clung to some people I just met that night. What's worse is that they thought my ex was a rapist and/or kidnapper because I kept saying “Help, I don’t know him” every time he went near me.

My ex was insistent that he take my drunk ass home, and the group I was with couldn’t dissuade him, so they decided to ride with me in my ex’s car until we reach my house. By this time, they figured out I at least knew the guy. Of course, it all became clear to them when my ex and I had a crazy screaming match during the ride home. My ex even ran a red light and got flagged down by cops! Eyes rolling, my new friends got off the next stop. — Madonna, 24

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4. A drunken night will replace the ugly-cry episode with hilarious new memories

One day, he just stopped replying to messages and I knew it was over. I have a very good sense of self-preservation, and I tend to be very methodological about these things so I had a plan: cry, write, and listen to sad songs. I did all that. I thought I was fine.

Then I somehow ended up on one of those nights where you pile into a car with friends and near-strangers and visit as many bars as you can, just because. I got steadily drunker with every shot and every minute that passed. We drove to Eastwood to drink some more, but the moment I was out of the car, I was running. Aimlessly, while cackling like a crazy person. A couple of guys were chasing me and yelling at me to stop. Eventually I did, then laid down on a bench, on the lap of some guy I just met -- and then I puked.

I'm not clear what happened next. I woke up hours later hugging a toilet somewhere in Eastwood. One of my girlfriends climbed up the bathroom stall to get to me, and once she was inside I just broke down crying. I said that my ex seemed happy, and to my astonishment, she said “Mine too,” and started crying as well! When I think about that night, I still shed tears -- of laughter. What a mess. — Aly, 24

5. Fight with everyone

It was my birthday celebration, not that I remember much of it. I invited everyone I knew to my party, and bought endless amounts of alcohol. Halfway through the night, I messaged her asking her to come (dumb move, I know). Obviously she didn't show up. I got wasted and apparently started asking my guests to fight me. I hit anyone who tried to restrain me, and flipped tables when they ignored me. My guests started to leave one by one -- taking my alcohol with them. They said I called a cab and started picking a fight with the cab driver.

The next day, I was invited to another party, where they served the alcohol they stole from me the previous night. My friends also sent me a picture of me passed out with a fish on my head. A whole fish. — Mike, 24

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6. Snitch him out to his parents

The craziest thing I’ve done after a break up was probably when I ran off with my ex’s car, brought it to his dad’s condo, and revealed his stash of pot.

Back story: my ex used to be a pothead, one who was addicted to the point of no return. He used to (probably still does) sell pot to survive his sad life of climbing the social ladder in order to please people. After he had hit me during a fight (we were on a break by this time), I grabbed his keys, ran out and drove his car knowing he had all his “goods” inside. I thought about it, you know... about bringing him down, or whether not to. But since the devil in me was winning, I called his dad told him that I was on my way because I had something important to show him about his son’s life.

He wasn’t allowed to go out for a whole six months, and on the times he had to, he was strictly monitored by his yaya at all times. — Ella, 22

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7. Cry it out

I broke up with my girlfriend of 6 years -- well, I tried. The crazy thing is that I tried doing that but we somehow ended up becoming friends with benefits instead, for a year and a half. We were each others' first and we were teenagers so hormones were through the roof.

Everyone told me it was a stupid idea, but I kept insisting it was just sex. It started out alright but went downhill from there. It was mentally tiring since we had relapses whenever we were together. There was one time she was crying while we were doing it and we just kept going.

The moment I decided to stop seeing her was when I got drunk with my friends in a bar and promised them that I'll forget her. In my drunkenness I took out a picture I had of her in my wallet and told my friends to burn it. They made a big deal out of the whole affair, making a flame in an ashtray, until the waiters were shooting us alarmed looks. The craziest thing? I didn't want to burn it at all, and I ended up crying right there. — Jobert, 24

8. Break the new relationship of your philandering husband

It was a mutual decision between me and my ex to end our 16 years of marriage and it was difficult for me as we have two daughters. I had been putting up with his drinking and smoking, thinking that he would soon come around. But when I caught him chatting with a woman and learned that he had been in a relationship with her for a year, I gave up.

I had a hard time coping when he left but I had to be strong for my daughters. At the back of my mind, I was hoping that he would realize his mistakes, change his ways and come back just like in the movies. Soon, it was clear he wasn't coming back. I wanted to know what he was up to and I was too proud to call him, so I went online and did my research. I found out that he had another Facebook account that he used to communicate with the other woman.

So I created a fake female account to stalk and flirt with him and also created a fake male account to stalk and flirt with his girlfriend. It wasn't easy. I was a working single mom so I only did it during my free time. It took weeks for me to create 2 fake accounts so it would look legit.

When I finally sent each of them a friend request and they accepted, I slowly wormed into their lives.  I got both of them to chat back and they easily opened up to me. After flirting with them on chat, I would post cheesy stuff on their timelines so they would both see. It was bad and crazy, especially because they broke up over it.

A few months later, his other woman got married to someone else. I deactivated both accounts and moved on happily with my life.— Mariah, 49

9. Learn the alphabet song backwards

Just when I was about to start my first job after graduation, my boyfriend for two and a half years decided to call it quits. He said that he wants to live a normal life and have kids. In my devastation and heartbreak, I turned to the hookup app, Grindr, where I met Vince. We immediately clicked and he showered me with experiences I never had in my previous relationship, like holding hands in public, and introducing me to his friends and family. That was a big deal for a gay relationship.

I was cocky in my happiness, leading me to message my ex, telling him that I'm already happy now and I've moved on. God, what a joke. After two months, Vince broke up with me. I also learned I overlapped with his ex, which made me the other man for a while.

That's when everything went downhill. I dramatically lost weight. I fell into depression. I wanted to beg my ex to take me back, which was when I realized I wasn't over him yet. I was suffering from double heartbreak.

I crashed at my friend's condo -- for two whole months. I had more clothes there than she did. I made them get me drunk (I never ever drank before that), which gave birth to the (still) running joke, my alter ego "Registered Chemist." I kept telling my friends they were all dumb because they never took or passed a boarding exam. I told them about how I knew the chemical reaction behind intoxication and that I was could sing the Alphabet song backwards! I don't remember any of this. But there are many videos proving Registered Chemist exists. — Registered Chemist, 23

10. Bump into your ex

I was seventeen, riding on the high of being a college freshman away from home, and it was just a random night of me and my friends drinking and wreaking havoc along Katipunan - or more appropriately, me wreaking havoc, proudly for all of UP.

As if my game of patintero with the tricycles while on the pedestrian crosswalk wasn't fun enough, the universe decided it was time I saw my high school ex after breaking up with him over text more than two years before (in my defense, he was studying in Manila while I finished high school in Davao).

Naturally (or, in hindsight, not really), my beer goggles locked eyes with him, and in an amazing feat of coordination, my drunk ass sharply turned away. Until, that is, I ran off to the street, smack in the middle, narrowly avoiding speeding tricycles, and screaming "He got thin!"

That was the last time I ever saw him. Of course, moving halfway around the world did help. and seven years after our breakup, we've matured enough to be on each other's social media radars. — Jennifer, 23

— LA, GMA News