The hardest part about breakups is time. The time it takes to heal and make good, rational decisions again. I’ve never been one to think that time flies. It never has for me. I am usually not hoping for the days to go by faster, but during a breakup they really seem to drag.
Here’s to hoping that I feel better soon.
This is not the end. I’m an optimist. I know everything will get better. It’s possible that I will move on and it’s possible that I’ll return to him. At this point I simply do not know.
The entire point of this break up is to allow me to figure out what I want. Do I want something different? Or is this just a rough patch? Either way, I need this time alone. I get that it sounds ridiculous. How do you work through relationship problems alone? You don’t. It’s really Grace problems I’m working through. I’ve swept away my problems for too long. Not anymore.
