Kirsten Corley

When you break up with someone with an anxiety disorder, it doesn’t end at the breakup; there is a whole other storm that follows, where it’s the individual against themselves.

I want you to remember how long you stared at your phone hoping it would ring only it didn’t.

I hope you find yourself again in all this chaos and heartbreak. I hope you fall back into the things you love about life and not just the part of your life you loved someone. I hope you learn to like walking alone and realize you don’t have to be lonely doing so.

Heartbreak. Rejection. Failure. All these determinants at the moment don’t feel like blessings in disguise but that’s exactly what they are.

I mumbled, ‘thank you God’ in many prayers more times than I could count on Sundays.

When I was little I looked up to my teachers, thinking they had all the answers. Thinking once I grew up I’d know as much as they did and things would be easy.

He says he tells his sister he’s dating someone. And I guess that’s what it is.

Timing. I wrote a while back soul mates that find their way back into each other’s lives after fives years. And messages still fill my inbox asking if we are still together.