Regaining what you once had is impossible— embrace it. Stop getting so bogged down with brooding over the situation. What is meant to be will one day come your way. Detach yourself. Be a good friend. Don’t accept anything less than what you deserve. Most of all, never fool yourself into believing that any sort of feigned happiness is genuine.
Found this on Pinterest, but original source here: http://a-brewing-mind.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-thoughts-good-madness.html
Might put this on a bulletin board or talk about this or something similar the first week of school.
Perhaps, it’s some semblance of happiness. Relearning how to enjoy alone time is a wonderful thing.
“I’m calling your bluff. I have toyed with the idea of burning your stuff.This is so rough, and it’s as if deserting me wasn’t enough. Well, I’ve had enough…I’m calling your bluff.”
“It’s a bittersweet life. I have loved and lost my heart along the way”
How to Call a Bluff by My Favorite Highway
We can’t ever be friends. You’re too much of a complete and utter scumbag. I think only bad things when you come to mind. Your actions have erased any of the kind things you’ve ever done. I was always too good to you— mostly because I felt sorry for you. You embarrassed me by just being disgusting in appearance and tactless. Your body had never touched a name brand piece of clothing before I came along. You can’t properly handle your emotions, and you didn’t have the nerve to tell me you wanted out two months ago. I can vouch for being unhappy, but I never gave up on you— even when I should have. That’s just because I’m not a quitter. I have ambition, and I’m glad that you won’t be present when I am successful. All you ever wanted was someone that was blind to your worthlessness. I was young, and I was warned that you were no good for me because this relationship would never go anywhere. I guess I’m owed approximately 1,000 “I told you so’s.” I’m off to be happy. Live freely with your webcam within the tin walls of that single wide you’ll never own you dirty, heartless man.
So, I decided to storm out on my boyfriend of 5 years out of frustration almost two weeks ago. Two days later, while tears are actively streaming down my face, he’s planning his very expensive flight to meet his online “friend” that he began Skyping with a year ago during our relationship. I protested the situation and pleaded with him to just drop the “friendship,” but to no avail. Now, he’s basically in love with her and it hasn’t even been two weeks since we’ve broken up. He still sticks with the story that he never cheated, but I wholeheartedly believe that emotional cheating is worse than the physical act. He claims to have never had any inappropriate contact with this “friend” prior to our relationship’s end, however, I declare it impossible to develop such strong feelings for a “friend” this soon after a breakup with a long term partner. Am I right or am I right?
OK, I’ll help, but you’re not gonna like it. Sit down and strap in, because it’s brutal truth time.
Your relationship is over.
You made it
four five years. Well done. That’s longer than most. Unfortunately, now it’s time for you to be heartbroken for a while. It’s gonna suck. There will be a lot of tears, a good bit of wallowing, and a sizable amount of resentment and anger, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
[He] does not want to be with you anymore. In fact, he probably checked out of the relationship well over a year ago. He’s just been going through the motions.
It’s a harsh reality to face, but the good news is that you’re getting rid of an emotionally stunted coward.
Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. In fact, you’re in a good place.
You’ll get through this, and eventually, you’ll find someone else.
For now, though, just take a deep breath and realize that you are not lost. He is.
Let him go.