Unfortunately, this past month has not been an easy one for me, and if you’ve read the title of this post already, I’m sure you can guess why. My boyfriend of nearly 3 years and I parted ways this November. It was a somewhat mutual decision, but also somewhat not. I think we both knew that there were a LOT of problems in our relationship, and we were both dealing with a lot of external stresses from our own separate lives, and taking them out on each other. However, the reason I say it was also not mutual was because I personally felt that our relationship and our love for each other was far more important than all the other crap life could throw at us, and that we should try to deal with our issues head on instead of running away from them, especially after sharing so much together. However, he didn’t feel the same way, and just wanted to end it, so we did. Because of this, I took the breakup extra hard. It felt like I had lost not only the love of my life, but also my best friend, at the drop of the hat, and it stung extra because it felt like I cared more about him than he did about me. While that may or may not have been true, I had to come to realize that I was not alone in this feeling. Virtually everyone on earth has gone through, is going through, or will eventually go through this exact pain that I was feeling. I needed to let myself know that there was a light at the end of the tunnel, even though it was going to be near impossible to see for a very long time.
So here are some ways that I am currently trying to move up and on, and better myself after heartbreak. I want to share them with all of you, in case some of you might need them.