Moving on doesn’t erase the story the two of you shared. It doesn’t erase the little corner of the universe you two created.
It has taken my years to learn that my body was never the problem and that my body will never be the solution.
Healing is ugly. Healing is painful. There’s no other way to put it. Healing means confronting a heartbreak, head on, and feeling the pain and the agony all over again.
You want help and support, but you don’t know what kind of support you need. You don’t know who to turn to or what to ask for, because you just don’t know what will help.
Be with someone who values what he has when he has you.
You don’t have to feel guilty for having a hard day. You don’t have to feel ashamed of the fact that your mind hurts and your body is tired.
I’m also here to tell you that despite how broken you feel and despite how hard it is to be in the world today, you are not going to feel this way forever.
You’re allowed to have hope about your future.
Life is messy.
I hope you trust the timing of your life, and that you follow your own path without worrying so much about what everyone else is doing or how fast they are moving.