I know you don’t think you will. You think you will never in a million years find someone like that again. You think your life is destroyed without him or her. And it’s hard to live like this. To live like you have nothing left to look forward to.

I know the feeling. It’s the kind of feeling that feels like a stab wound or a shot to your heart. I know you think it will never end. Like it will be permanently etched into your heart, like a carving on a tree. I know you think you will never get over this.

I know what you’re thinking or maybe even saying aloud. No, Lauren you just don’t get it. He was the love of my life. She was my person! He was the only one who understood all of me. She was the only person I could imagine marrying. He was better than anyone I will ever meet again. I will never get over her.

But. I KNOW. Because I’ve felt that exact way before. I thought heartbreak would kill me. Truly. It was hard to walk, to eat, to breathe, to even try to get through one damn day.

But just as I did, you will get over this person. Millions of people have been heartbroken before. But it didn’t kill them and it won’t kill you. You are resilient whether you know it or not. You are strong and you are brave, whether you know it or not.

And you will get through this. Slowly. But yes, surely.

It’s okay if you don’t believe me. It’s okay if you scoff at this, sighing, feeling so alone in the way you are feeling. But you are not the only person who has felt this way. And you are not the only person who has experienced tragedy.

One day you will. One day you will believe me and you will believe in yourself. And you’ll look back on this day and smile knowing that you got through this. That you got through this thing that seemed so unimaginable. That you got through this gut wrenching loss. You got through it.

And one day, you will realize that there was a reason for the ending. There was a reason for the heartbreak. And you’ll see yourself as someone who has been renewed. And you’ll see yourself happy again. Without him. Without her. And you’ll smile on your own finally.

Finally.