“Forgiveness is the remedy. It doesn’t mean you’re erasing the past, or forgetting what happened. It means you’re letting go of the resentment and pain, and instead choosing to learn from the incident and move on with your life.”
I’m terrible at blogging. I think my last personal post on tumblr was in February. That was probably the last time I actually logged on to this thing before this morning.
I think it’s crazy how time flies by, and I think it’s crazy how much can happen within the span of, let’s say, 6 months. I was in a terrible place 6 months ago, and this morning happened to be one of those mornings where I woke up feeling a strange, but nice sense of peaceful.
It took me 6 months to get over him, and this is what happened in those 6 months:
Loved ones told me that the break-up was a blessing in disguise, and now I know how true that is. I’m continuing to do the things that make me happy. I can’t love and invest myself in someone else unless I whole-heartedly love myself. I know what I want in the next boyfriend I’ll have, whenever that may be, and I won’t settle for anything less. I need to be with someone who’s in a similar phase of life as I am, someone who’s got his shit together.