He gave up on you.
I would like to think that those we lose never fully leave us. I would like to think that they become a part of us, that they live on within us.
We are the sum of all of the progress we have made. All of the times we decided to move forward against all odds.
For now, I want you to know that I believe in you.
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.