There is a fine line between letting go, moving on, and being forgotten.
Letting Go, meaning you realize that the past is the past and everything happens for a reason. The point you reach where you know that you will be okay without the person who acted your other half for three years. You might have even realized that it’s actually for the best and you are a better person because of it.
Moving on, meaning that you have started thinking that other people are attractive. That you have begun to find joy in other people’s company. The crying and thinking that you couldn’t survive is over and the dignity you once had is returning. You’ve finally managed to glue your broken heart back together.
Being forgotten, meaning you don’t want to move on and you don’t want to let go. But the other person has realized that you are not the person for them. I think sometimes it can be forced and one of the most heartbreaking feeling’s out of the three. But if you are the one being forgotten it might lead you to finally being able to let go and being okay with it.
I think letting go has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. You go from spending every single day with a person and truly believing you might marry them to almost living in a completely different universe as them. It’s almost depressing because every single bad day, it’s like for a moment you have no one to turn to.
However, on the brightest side of letting go, I have found who I am. What I love and what I hate. How to live without breathing someone else’s air and how to be happy without them in my everyday life.
I have laughed more in the past few months than I have in years. I’m dancing in my underwear, painting, and doing yoga. I have found five wonderful best friends who bring me up on my worst days and are continuously telling me how great of a person I am.
And as much as I love, love and the idea of growing old together with someone. I think as of right now I am so much happier wiping my own ass… And if I decide otherwise I’m sure one of my five best friends will say “it’s fine” and do it for me.
See you soon,