Falling in love with you was like a fairytale… until it turned into a nightmare. Falling in and out of love with you nearly destroyed me. You broke my heart completely but luckily, I was strong enough to put myself back together again. Here’s how:
- I decided that I didn’t want to be with a man who didn’t really love me. At first, I couldn’t accept that you had fallen out of love with me. I didn’t think that was possible, but then I thought all I had to do was remind you of that love. In the end, though, I finally came to the conclusion that if you said you didn’t really love me, I wasn’t going to waste any more time on an unrequited love.
- I knew I deserved better. I deserved to be treated right. It might have taken me a long time to realize that, but at least realized it eventually. I thought that love always came with pain, but I shouldn’t have had to endure that much. I deserve to be treated right, and I finally realized that I shouldn’t have to ask a man to love and respect me. That should just be a given.
- I accepted the fact that people change. Loving you was amazing… until it wasn’t. You were a great boyfriend… until you weren’t. Over the course of our relationship, you changed from the amazing boy I fell in love with to just another player. I was in love with who you used to be and eventually I had to accept the fact that the old you was never coming back.
- I realized that I didn’t need you. I thought I did. I thought I couldn’t live without you and that’s exactly how I almost let you destroy me. It took a lot of strength to remember that if I didn’t need you before we met, I don’t need you now either.
- I found happiness on my own. I thought that I could never get over you. I believed that I would spend the rest of my life being heartbroken and miserable. I allowed myself to think that you were the only thing that could ever make me happy. It took me a long time to come to terms with the fact that you didn’t make me happy. I was happy on my own before I met you, and even though losing you was miserable, I finally found that single life happiness again.
- I discovered that people don’t always keep their promises… Even the people we love. I spent so much time obsessing over the promises you’d made to love me forever, to marry me, to raise children and finally to grow old together. I thought promises were sacred, but I finally realized that people don’t always mean what they say — and even if they do, they can always change their mind.
- I embraced my freedom. For a long time, I let our relationship dictate my decisions. When we broke up, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I feared the unknown until one day I decided to embrace it. I stopped looking at the blank pages of my life in terror and started looking at them as amazing possibilities. I was finally free of you and that was exciting, not scary.
- I realized that there was more to my life than you. I was more than just your girlfriend. I had so much more going for and so much more to live for. You weren’t my life’s purpose. I was more than just one-half of a relationship. I had a whole life outside of our relationship, and it felt so good to finally get back to it.
- I got my confidence back. Losing you was the worst rejection I had ever felt. I allowed that rejection to eat away at me. I let it convince me that if I wasn’t worthy of you then I wasn’t worthy of love at all. It took some time, but soon enough that bottom of the barrel confidence level started to rise because at the end of it all, I couldn’t forget that I’m a catch and it was your loss.
- I remembered who I was before I met you. I was so wrapped up in our relationship that I let it swallow my identity whole. Loving you made me lose myself. Day by day as I could feel you falling out of love with me, I loved myself less and less too. I hated myself for the fact that you didn’t love me. I tried to be the girl you would want rather the girl at I am. As soon as I quit trying to change myself for you, I started to fall back in love with the girl I used to be and the girl I finally am again.
