To all of those healing,

I spent a year of my life falling, and falling hard for a guy who I couldn’t imagine life without. The love we created was the type you see in movies, almost unrealistic. The passion and pain were so intense that the whole world could fall apart and I would still find beauty within him. The best type of love is random and unexpected, causing the most unique moments to fall at your fingertips. It is hard to find the words to describe love, but once that love has taken over your entire soul, it’s easy.

With a love so intense and true, the heartbreak I experienced broke my mind into pieces. I found it impossible to leave my bed, and the slightest thought of him being gone caused an unbearable feeling in my chest.

When my heart was broken I realized that I had a choice. I had a choice to allow this person to destroy me, or build me as a stronger individual. Although, the emotions I experienced through my healing process were nothing near strong and brave.

I felt alone.

I sat on my phone for countless hours waiting for the text I would never receive.

I updated Instagram every second waiting for a picture that would tear my heart the same way as he left me.

I looked for him in everything that I did.

I brought myself back to the important places; the first date, the last date.

I kept telling myself in my head that I was okay until it ate my entire soul and I was forced to give into the truth.

It was a lot to take in, being forced to live without somebody that I wanted to spend every moment with. The most important thing I realize when looking back upon in these memories is how they shaped me to be the person I am today.

I am strong. I am wise. I am courageous.

But most importantly,

I feel beautiful again.

Three years ago, I would’ve never imagined myself to be in the place that I am now. The piece of my heart that was ripped out is slowly regaining its strength and ability to love again.

To all of those who are in need of discovering an escape from the torture of heartbreak, here is my advice:

Allow yourself to feel hurt, envision the old memories, embrace the heartbreak; because eventually the memories that appear into your brain time after time will have a different meaning.

Allow your mind to see past the person and towards the times you experienced.

Allow your soul to see the beauty in the moment; and to feel the butterflies you felt not because of them, but because of the bliss of the memories.

Learn to accept and love yourself for the person you are.

See the beauty and elegance that lies within you.

Just because they could not see that, doesn’t mean it is not there.

You will overcome this.

Sincerely,

A girl who has been in your shoes.