Honestly, I've been in this position a few times. I guess i just loved watching myself being torn apart. I'd give some one my entire heart, tear it out for them practically, and it want until I really started looking inward at myself that I understood why. I thought that he was the one, he said everything perfectly, and the way he spoke made me get butterflies. But, why? I couldn't figure it out and it made me angry. And then, it clicked within me that, I had to feel that. In order to get over it all, I had to cry. I had to be angry, and I had to just let myself feel it. And I did. I gave myself a few days, but I decided after that, I was going to get up the next day and I was going to try to do things that I never did with him. I was going to go to a bew place. Watch a new show. Eat something new for dinner, until I had things that didn't remind me of him. In the end, I still loved him, but I had developed new things that I could do when I felt sad. And I had learned so much about loving myself that I realized someone who reciprocated that love would never had made me fell that way. If you ever need someone to talk to, please feel free to message me, I know it hurts and I know it sucks, but sometimes, you have to just feel your heart crumbling in the moment, But make a promise to yourself you won't wake up with it broken tomorrow.
January 5th, 2016 at 11:21am