It’s been an interesting couple weeks.
Certainly not the worst couple of weeks, but not the best either.
The boyfriend and I called it quits. He says its for the best and I agree, most of the time. The ending is always hard, no matter the circumstances. I have a hard time letting people go. I hate that you lose your best friend when a relationship ends, but I don’t think that can be avoided, at least for a little while.
The good thing about being single is that I can really focus on personal growth. Isn’t that what everyone says? I tend to force myself to seek out happiness whenever my mind wander to the man I miss. I know there are more relationships in my future. I know I will find relationship bliss again. I also know that right now I am sad it’s over. I know I won’t be sad forever.
A perk from my divorce, I know I can survive. I know I can handle even the worst breakup. This is not the worst. I’m sad that its over but happy that it happened and that I can grow from it.
Hopefully I’ll find what I am looking for. Hopefully I will fall in love again. Hopefully I will fall in love forever.
Here’s to hope. Here’s to love. Here’s to happiness.