Here’s a question for those who have experienced a “failed” relationship or multiple thereof. Have you noticed that after the initial breakup, the addiction you have to the other person is a completely seperate struggle? To purposefully remove every aspect of that person from your life seems a cruel betrayal? But unless you do, your emotionals will never fully repair themselves or allow you to accept the fact that it is truly over.
For the last week, I have become more and more aware of the truth behind “out of sight, out of mind.” I feel like a backstabbing wench, but at least I don’t have to worry anymore or see myself as the source for someone else’s pain. I have moved on and now, my actions can prove it.
After all, he broke up with me. Why have I felt so guilty? These last weeks have been overwhelmingly joyful. The magical moments have been heaps. For the life of me, I can’t seem to grasp the fact that I really did nothing wrong. It wasn’t me. I’m still lovely, I’m still desirable, and one day, the whole world will know.
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