At twenty years old, I fell in love for the first time. Unfortunately, I also was heartbroken for the first time. Love definitely is an emotional roller coaster. And experiencing the ups and downs of first love will forever be with me. It is absolutely insane how one person can be nothing to you one moment, and then become your everything, and then become nothing again but still slightly something…if that makes any sense at all. I still think of my ex-boyfriend, I’ll admit it. However, I am in the process of healing from the shattered pieces of my once fluttering heart. But you know what? I’m still grateful for everything we had. I have loved, and I have learned.
Here are ten things I learned during my first journey of love and heartbreak.
I am a person who can actually be found attractive by someone else. Who knew?
I am able to be loved by someone other than my family and close friends.
It turns out that maybe I am not destined to be forever alone; I just need some time and hope.
I may not like my boyfriend’s friends, but I must accept them. They were there before I was. (And they’ll be there if/when I’m not.)
Relationships really are give-and-take; there’s no doubt about it.
Jealousy is inevitable, no matter how confident and trusting I may be. (There’s always going to be that one person who can make me question things. I’m sorry, but it’s true.)
I hate shaving more than I ever did before. I used to be able to just not do it and throw on a pair of jeans. Eh, it’s a hassle, but it’s worth it if you know what I mean. ;)
The breakup process sucks. I thought I was strong enough to handle it and just get on with my life, but nope. I still cried…A LOT. And I ranted about it a lot. (A special thank you to my friends who resisted the urge to slap me even when I was being super-annoying going on and on about him.)
No matter how much I may love a guy, I should never give up my priorities and values. (I learned this the hard way.)
Things that start fast really can end just as quickly, and it sucks. But it is important to move on, no matter how hard it may be to let go. (Oh, but keep in mind that you can move on without letting go, but you can’t let go without moving on. However, in both cases, you still move on! Just something for you to mull over.)
Love happened to me unexpectedly, and here’s to hoping that it’ll happen again! I’m ready for it this time. Well, as ready as I’ll ever be.