One day you may feel healed, the next day you may want to kill yourself. This road is a bumpy one, full of twists and turns. Every day will not be a good day. Every day will not be a bad one, either. Healing is not linear.
Letting yourself feel this pain is what will make it go away. I didn’t realize that, so I bottled it up and exploded on several occasions. Don’t do that to yourself. Let yourself cry.
Then there is no guarantee that you will not come to read a poem that reminds you of us.
Remember this: there is nothing wrong with being ‘The Sad One’.
Your mental health follows you wherever you go, so advocate for your rights and do what you are capable of doing to keep yourself well.
With a clear head I can see it now, I am not to blame.
My happy ending is out there, and I will remind myself that with every small victory in my life.
You have full permission to leave the window of hope opened a crack in case their love floats in with the breeze.