We romanticize breakups in order to survive. We want the pain and the aching to have meaning, so that it didn’t all happen for nothing. We need a way to wrap our brains around all the heartache. So we think about the movies we’ve seen, the books we’ve read, the sad One Republic songs they play during the montage that follows a breakup scene at the end of a dramatic television episode. And we want to be those people, those characters.

One day you’ll wake up and you won’t miss him. One day you’ll wake up and you won’t wish things were still the same, you won’t wish he never left, you won’t wish you could share your updates with him and you won’t feel like something is missing in your life. One day you’ll wake up feeling complete and happy on your own and you will be okay with his absence.

I’m really tired of what society decides to label weakness. I’m tired of natural emotions getting mislabeled as something else. I’m tired of seeing people feel like they can’t miss someone past a certain length of time, like they need to snap out of it already.