it’s funny that i dated a guy for barely 3 months, but because of the time and place i met him in my life, i fell so hard. anyway, we live on two different corners of the globe, and we had to break up once i left. it took me a year to truly get over it, and it was a miserable year. it’s hard when you’ve wrapped and pinned so much on a particular future—-for me, i had hoped my future would include not only him but the wonderful place where he lived. anyway, he moved on and is happy with someone else, and i am finally at a place where i can move on too.
but i am so happy now. happy to have learned that as much as i had loved him, it had as much to do with my neediness at that point in my life as it had to do with how amazing he was. sometimes it’s just like that.
and getting over heartbreak is the best way to focus on yourself once again. make goals for yourself primarily. a hard realization i also came to was that i was using this exboyfriend as a concrete reason for me to move halfway around the world. but why can’t i do that myself, without a man? i can, and most likely will some day. but i also realized that the urgency of such a move isn’t really there, and isn’t befitting to this juncture in my life.
ANYWAY. you can get over it, and the hurt. and i guess the best thing one can learn is to not go into relationships quite so blindly, even if love is blind. and definitely, after experiencing this kind of pain a couple of times, you DEF find out your limits, and what you want/need. and that is just a godsend.
oh, and reading celebrity breakup stuff helps me too, lol. jennifer aniston having to be left for another woman in front of tabloids and “the world” is just HORRIBLE. and she survived, so i can survive my private, gut-wrenching heartache too : )
