The moment you wake up and realize it’s over. And not over in a physical capacity, or that you have moved on to the next, but over in a mental and emotional way. You feel liberated because you just don’t care when you thought that you would.
When someone turns out to be the exact opposite of what you initially thought; it’s sad. I was sad for a long time. I was mad for a long time too. Now I don’t have the energy to hate, or cry, or think about it. My energy is for myself, my happiness, and for people who really matter…never put someone else’s happiness before your own.
I used to feel the urge to call when something drastic happened in my life. Now I want to call someone else.
I used to care about the other people in their life. Now I only care about the people in mine.
The “rumors” I used to hear were never rumors. They were true, and further justification of my mental and emotional decision to not care.
The time I thought was wasted, has turned into the time I learn from.
The friendships I have made through my pain, are ones that will last a lifetime.
I realize that it’s okay to move forward and leave others behind. It’s often times the right thing to do.
I will take this time to thank you, rather than hate you. Thank you for making me a better, stronger, and wiser woman.
It’s satisfying to know this is the last time I will ever write about you.
I am grateful. I am happy. I am free.