Cry, if you must. Shout, if you want. Run, if it helps. But take your time and deal with the whole process patiently.
We cannot move forward until we honor exactly where are at. We have to feel this moment in order to leave it. Once we feel it, we can release it and we can move into our next moment. So let it hurt, but then let it heal.
Amazingly, when I finally gave up my controlling behavior, my relationships changed completely and conflicts became easy to resolve.
Time heals all wounds. Just give it time. Be patient. You’ve heard it all before. You’re grieving a loss in your life and everyone’s advice is to just give it time. Wait for the days to pass.
On the days I am choked with your memory, when the good times return to me so fleetingly, I allow myself to feel your presence around me again.
It’s our natural instinct as humans to find quick solutions to our problems, or to do whatever we need to in order to feel good or reduce the stress we’re feeling.
One day you’ll wake up you’ve conquered it all. You may be too emotional to feel that way but know that there will always be a time for healing. A time to accept the fact that it was never really yours to take.
If the love that you had was real, you won’t ever forget it. You won’t forget the memories. You won’t forget him or her. You won’t forget how your heart felt. If the love you had was genuine and real, time won’t erase that.
Those around me are uncomfortable with my response. They would rather I just find a way to deal with it, get over it. Mess on the floor makes people nervous. But I refuse to force myself to smile to please a world that likes everything to look pretty.
But I am not afraid. I am proud of myself, and you should be too, because opening up to another human being takes courage; because showing vulnerability in this shallow world is an act of strong rebellion; because loving someone is not for the faint of heart.