There’s a certain kind of heartbreak you experience when you realize that the person you blindly trusted for so long turns out to be someone completely different.
This is the person who doesn’t actually see you as an equal, and they don’t have your best interests at heart. They’re the ones who seem to thrive off of tearing you down and destroying your very being.
The first time it happens, you don’t really believe it. No, there’s no way that this was who you fell in love with.
So in this way, you try to keep your cracked heart together, pretending it’s still whole. You deny that the whole thing even happened. Because it simply couldn’t be. You’re not that girl, you know what you deserve.
Time passes by and you find someone who makes you forget that your heart was even broken. See, you knew this was just a one-time thing.
But then you find yourself in the same situation, the person you thought the world of one minute manages to prove you wrong – again.
Suddenly, your heart gives in and all those little broken pieces you tried—no, forced to keep together finally shatter, shards falling down into your chest, and your lungs, until you can’t breathe anymore.
For a while, you’re lost. You can’t eat. You can’t function. You can’t think because the entire conception of your relationship has so drastically shifted.
You didn’t just lose your boyfriend or girlfriend, you lost your best friend, your partner, your person.
You might stay with them for a while and simply deal with it because you remember the good things and aren’t ready to give them up. You put effort into this person, this relationship, you can’t just abandon it. So you stick with them. But eventually, they wear you down and your love becomes too frayed at the ends. You couldn’t sew them together, even if you tried.
So you muster up all your strength and courage to finally cut them out.
Considering all they did to you, a breakup was the least you could do to them. It’s not revenge when you’re trying to save yourself.
Afterward, you may have cried your entire soul out for weeks on end, but you knew it was the right thing, that it had to be done, because you deserve better.
At the end of the day, as much as you may have loved someone, you have to love yourself just a little bit more.
Just because it happened to you once, or twice, or three times, doesn’t mean it has to happen again.
Even if it takes you a couple of go-arounds, you’ll start to pick up on the signs and red flags. You’ll know what to steer clear of because you’re smarter than that.
Until someday, someone else comes around. By then you’ll know what you deserve, you’ll be smarter, and he’ll be able to prove you right when you think he could be your person.