From Our Readers: To the Girl Who Needs to Let Go
The problem with moving on is that you can't. Well, not in the fastest way like you wanted to, anyway. Just because you've declared that you're finally moving on, doesn't mean you can instantly forget about how he killed you that night when he said that it's over.You don't just forget about how he crushed your dreams of forever and Happily Ever After. You don't forget how he screwed you over and left you broken beyond repair.
There really is no easy way out, because moving on is a long and tedious process, a tough battle that you have to face and it all starts with ACCEPTANCE. You need to start accepting that it's over and that he's never coming back. As sad as it may seem, the truth is the only person you can depend on to pick up the pieces of your broken heart is yourself. So let reality sink in and start moving forward by letting go of the memories that hurt. Let go of all your excess baggage, because you owe it to yourself to get your life back together.
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If you need to go through the pain to get through it then do it. Let it all in and succumb to the feeling of emptiness and brokenness. Allow yourself to feel how much it hurts, allow yourself to go through the pain, allow yourself to drown in misery and despair pondering day and night on what went wrong and why it ended, allow yourself to cry, allow yourself to remember all the good and bad memories you had together, allow yourself to go through all of these until such time that it no longer hurts and the thought of him and the all the painful memories doesn't bother you anymore.
I know that it's easier said than done and that it will take the utmost amount of carbs and friends before things start to feel right again, because of course your heart won't heal in a day. But trust me when I say this: You can move on! Maybe not now, but in God's perfect time. Always remember that you are beautiful and you deserve to be happy and to heal from all the pain that is holding you back.
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I've been investing in arts, photography, and writing. I've also got back to reading the other day and I finished reading this amazing book entitled 300 Things I Hope by Iain S. Thomas. It is all about the things the author hopes his readers to do in all aspects of life. So, I decided to make a version of it with all of the things I'm hoping for.
I hope I get to see my friends be successful in life. I hope to make a big mural someday. I hope to be a well-known artist like the artists I look up to. I hope to marry the person I am in love with today. I hope to be a little kinder to myself. I hope to see happiness even in the smallest things. I hope to travel the world. I hope to be a good mother and a wife to my future family. I hope to have my artworks displayed in a gallery or an exhibit. I hope to learn more about creative writing. I hope I won't learn how to get tired and give up my passion. I hope I won't get too hard on myself whenever I don't get the results I've been wanting to see in my works. I hope to love myself more even on the days I hate it the most. I hope to lead and empower women; to be their voice and for them to believe in themselves that they can be the woman they look up to. And when I've reached my limit of these things, I hope I won't get tired of reminding myself that my emotions don't make me weak, hence, makes me stronger. These are some of the things I always hope for. What about you? What are you hoping for?
I started fixing myself this quarantine. I mean, I started trying makeup products. As a teen, I'm on my phone almost every hour of the day, scroll on my social media accounts, especially Instagram, and also Pinterest where you get to see nice and pleasing photography by bunch of amazing and beautiful people from different parts of the world. So I started taking my own as well. I did not know that taking your own photo and try to get an Instagramable one is sooooooooo hard, it's exhausting. I do not have alot of space in my room, and I would definitely not do it outside our house because of Corona Virus, and I don't want to be seen by our neighbors HAHA so I have no choice but to make tiis inside my room.
Out of atleast 25 shots, only 2 are a nice picture. While I'm all sweaty and tired, I am proud of what I could do beyond my comfort zone. And this definitely built my self confidence, (and I secret love the compliments I received from both people I know and don't know) It's not my first time visiting in here, Candy! But I'm new to writing my thoughts and experiences, so bare with me HAHA.
Until next time!
First. Pixie dust and paper cuts – these are the first things Wendy knew about Peter Pan. Aurora first met Prince Philip when she was sixteen. Learning how to ride a bike was also a first while I was growing up, but you are probably the first of too many. The first collection of dust and stars; maybe Luna will try to ask, who was your first? I might answer and tell her that it was you.
The first of too many stars in the sky. You are the first of too many fallen leaves during fall – and you will be the most anticipated snowflake as winter comes. A dark path that you can’t see without any light, hence, you were once the moon and there are the stars that shine so bright at night. Are we too early? Or we just really want to be ahead of time? Even in a glimpse, I would like to see the two of us connect as if we can reach the sky. There are other parts of the heavens you have never saw and other oceans you haven’t laid your feet onto – but the constellations will always wait for you. Close your eyes, love, close your eyes. Start counting backward: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Count backward until you see the twinkling lights that will guide you to the right path. To the right satellite; to the right person. A first.
There are many firsts – first love, first heartbreak, first sport you played, the first thing you do in the morning, the first thing you remember about the person in front of you. There are a lot. It’s actually up to us how we will consider something as a first. So, Primo, you are already a first of too many.