When your relationships don’t work out, it’s easy to blame yourself and think something is wrong with you. But a relationship’s outcome is neither about you as an individual or your self-worth.
Breakups and letting go of a romantic partner are not new to human experiences, but this extraordinary time of COVID-19 lockdown has shined a whole new light on heartbreak for those going through recovery in isolation.
It is not your job to accommodate people with low integrity. Rather, it is your job to understand that these people exist and try your best to be able to identify them so you can avoid them.
The point of no-contact is to move on, not get a response from your ex. I’m going to tell you exactly how to get through this, but you’ll need to follow my recipe exactly.
Our issues and my past issues rolled into a ball too ugly and heavy that it took me months and months to crawl out of it.
Sometimes the only way out is through.
My biggest takeaway from all this bullshit is that oxytocin is a real bitch. You can’t date like me.
I’ve settled with the conclusion that things just simply did not work out for us. We were compatible in many ways, but maybe being lovers just wasn’t one of them.
Deep in your heart, you know that he’s not right for you and the possibility of a real relationship isn’t there.
Letting you go is so easy when I accept true love into my life.
It wasn’t easy but in retrospect, it was good for me. This event taught me many things about love and life which have shaped me into the person I’m proud of being today — stronger, wiser, calmer and more appreciative of what I have.
When someone decides you’re not the one for them, don’t argue with them. Don’t try to prove to them they’re wrong. Tell them you understand. Tell them you respect their decision.
We kept in touch every day, then few days apart, a few weeks and then months apart until we became strangers. We moved on with our lives because it was the only choice we had.
I didn’t expect that very year to be full of hardship, jealousy, and misunderstanding. We were supposed to step back to that long-forgotten “friend zone” and sort things out from there.
I went on dates. I met men again, being hopeful and purposeful. But as usual, I got disappointed and ended up going home crying. Modern dating is a fucking garbage bag, do you know?
When a Cancer woman lets you in, she will shower you with warmth and love. She will see you and see no one else.
To the boys who wanted me but didn’t have me, did you really want me or the idea of being with someone like me? How could you want me when I never showed you me?
My soul doesn’t understand that you’re gone now. She doesn’t understand reasons and life complications and distance and people saying goodbyes to each other.
I will disappear from your life and one day I will stop writing about you and us anyway. So, let me do it while I still can. Let me be the writer girl who fascinated you in the first place.
You deserve to be with someone else better than me, someone who makes you happy, someone who can warm you with her passionate kisses.