B**** I was healing
Don’t let no one get in your way, girl! It’s a mantra I wish I’d whispered to my past self, months ago, when my heart felt like it was wearing the world’s heaviest chain. This month, I decided enough was enough. I was done with being heartbroken. After all, when did crying myself to sleep become my nightly ritual? It got old, and I could feel that familiar sadness wrapping around me like a comforter – cozy but far from liberating.
You see, somewhere along the way, I got lost in the routine of sorrow, trading my fierce ambition for a series of tear-stained evenings. I had settled into a pattern of heartbreak that would make even the most devoted romantic roll their eyes. Yet here I was, clutching my pillow, letting the past steal my nights and my joy. It simply wasn’t me.
I realized that life is too glorious, too vibrant, to be dimmed by lingering sadness. Sure, heartbreak is part of the journey, that detour we all take in pursuit of love. But why keep driving that same sad, winding road when the horizon holds new adventures? It was time to reclaim that spark that once ignited my soul, to kick the heavy blanket of despair off my heart and embrace the world waiting outside my door.
So here’s to taking back control. To strutting into any crowded room with my chin up, a fierce attitude, and an unapologetic smile. To not letting a past heartache dictate my future steps. Every morning, I’d wake up with the determination to redefine what my narrative looks like, writing my story in bold, daring strokes instead of muted pastels.
Let’s be clear: heartache is real, and the pain can sting like a bad hangover after a night out. But girl, we have the power to shake it off. Let’s choose self-love over self-pity, and let our spirits rise like the skyline at sunrise. Recognizing that we deserve better is the first step towards healing.
Let us celebrate the journey, with all its peaks and valleys. Love may resemble a battlefield, yet it is a challenge I am prepared to face. As the shadows of heartbreak recede, what emerges is not merely hope, but a brilliant affirmation of our incredible worth.
After all, it’s not just about surviving heartbreak; it’s about living life fully and unapologetically. Don’t let no one, especially not yourself, get in your way, girl!
I would like to share with you all books that I am currently reading or have read that have helped me over come my funk!
the subtle art of not giving a f***
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