So I've had some time to contemplate my new status as single. I've come to one big conclusion. When people say, "It's not about you, it's him" that's not true. Because the truth is...it is about you. For some reason, you aren't what they want. So the real trick becomes in reminding yourself that hopefully one day you'll be enough for someone else.
The other thing is the never answered question of "Who were you really dating?" In fact that could be an awesome new game show. In the moments of the break up, something is always revealed that you didn't know before: a fact, a memory, an emotion. Ultimately, you end up questioning who you loved and adored for so long. For me, this has been the hardest part. Generally speaking, I don't have a whole lot of space in my heart for hate. So I don't hate him. And that takes too much energy. Yeah, I'm mildly pissed about how it all went down. But I like to think of him...no, scratch that...need to think of him as a really great person.
It also helps knowing that your big brother still wants to kick anyone's ass who hurts his baby sister...
Playlist:
Gotta Get Thru This- Daniel Beddingfield
Sleeps With Butterflies- Tori Amos
What Goes Around Comes Around-JT
Leave the Pieces-The Wreckers
Movin On- The Kelly Bell Band
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