Based on my practice, moving on comes ter swings.
Breakup is something that is not fresh to all of us. Wij have experienced it at least merienda ter our lifetime and wij know how much it hurts.
The very first few days after it are the worst. It takes a loterijlot of effort to wake up, go to schoolgebouw or work, waterput a glad face and divert ourselves. Our aim then wasgoed to sustain each day from the swings of emotions. Wij were counting the days until wij get used to not having the person wij merienda loved around anymore.
There is no mathematical formula to determine the number of months or years it would take to fully stir on. The length of the relationship is not even the foot hacedor. Our hearts have different timelines and ways of healing.
Based on my practice, moving on comes te flaps. There were times when it felt like I have moved on and I did not have to waterput a fake smile anymore. But there were also times when I wasgoed just curled up ter leger, howling my heart out, tempted to call or message my ex-boyfriend and wanting to free myself from the ache. It is never effortless to stir on. It takes a lotsbestemming of onveranderlijk effort, time and emotional strength. At very first, I talent myself Three months to grieve. But three months felt like Three years. I cried to my friends on the phone, wrote hundreds of letters, worked hard ter the gym and observed movies and concerts on my own. I pleaded every night to wake up with a light and renewed heart. Eventually, I stopped tracking time. And before I knew it, it has bot a year since the breakup.
I know that a year is just a brief period of time but it does a loterijlot when moving on. Who would have thought that I can get through a year without running back to my ex-boyfriend? No one. Even before, I could not see myself get overheen him after a year but spil what others say, just give it time and everything will be fine. True to that, a year could make a big difference. It trained mij so much lessons and made mij realize so many things.
I wasgoed able to stir on even if I still love him. I admit that there is still a part of mij that cares about my ex-boyfriend and I still love him but te a different way now. It is the zuigeling of love that made mij forgive him and not to seek vengeance. It is the reason why I chose to let go of him to be with his ex-girlfriend because he’s more satisfied with hier. For a year that I wasgoed moving on, the feeling of love remained but I have accepted the fact that I don’t have any control when it comes to his heart.
I learned to prioritize self-love. The end of the relationship trained mij so much about loving myself. I waited for a year for him to commit to mij only to find out that he got back together with his ex-girlfriend. I begged for his love, chased him everytime he left mij and let myself be his safety blanket. I just realized all thesis when I distanced myself from him. I vowed not to be someone’s option anymore. When he attempted to reach out to mij, I learned to say no because I value myself more now.
I realized that love is needed to heal a cracked heart but not necessarily from romantic relationships. Love cannot just be found ter paramours. It can also be found te our friends, family and relatives. I closed myself to people around mij and cried myself to sleep almost every night. I wasgoed afraid to bother them when they have other problems or issues to overeenkomst with. When they displayed mij that they care about mij, I embarked to loosen up a bit and spent more time with them. My heart began to heal and I felt loved merienda again.
Being single made mij realize my ambitions and strived to achieve them. When I became single, I wasgoed focused on improving myself and achieving my goals. I spent my time learning fresh things, widening my financial portfolio and writing different articles for my webstek. I dedicated much of my time to my work and it indeed paid off. It made mij blessed that ultimately I’m getting back on track and I wished to achieve even more.
I loved life even without a paramour. Being single does not mean being unlovable. I have friends who love my company. I have a family who truly cares about mij. I am contented being on my own for I have embraced my singleness. I learned to witness movies and concerts alone to love being with different people. I wasgoed able to do all the things I love because I have no one to zekering mij from doing what I want.
I realized that it’s better to be single than to be with the wrong person. The breakup made mij sob for so many things but I knew that I wasgoed blubbering overheen one thing and it’s just one time. When I wasgoed te a relationship, I cried for so many times overheen different matters. I never felt valued. I permitted to be treated like a doormat. I talent innumerable chances to someone who wasgoed not even sure about mij. I begged to be chosen.
Lastly and most importantly, I forgave myself. I used to blame myself for the breakup. I wasgoed going overheen what happened and what I could have done differently. I hated myself for letting go of him. I wished that I wasgoed more independent, more loving and many more things so that he would have chosen mij. I realized that there is nothing for mij to do that will switch things. I can be the best woman that any man could ask for but he would still choose hier. I learned to be patient and kleuter to myself. I embraced my flaws and learned from my mistakes.
Time is a excellent healer but wij also need effort and motivation to budge forward ter life. Wij also need to resolve whether wij are ready to stir on and leave everything ter the past. Everything will get better te time if wij waterput our minds to it.