the first breakup is the worst. it will kill the person you were, the person you thought you’d be, and the person you imagined you would spend your life with. it takes time to mourn these losses. it takes time to build a new you. and that time will eventually pass.
you are going to stop one day and realize that never have you been happier than in that moment. that somehow your life is more wonderful and full of love than it ever was before… him… or her.
just keep going. it’s okay to feel pain and sadness and doubt and fear. it means that you can also feel hope and joy and compassion and freedom. keep going. even when it hurts, even when it feels like your heart is truly breaking.
because guess what. you’re not breaking, you’re growing.