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You might always be the evil ex. The one who ended it on grounds that they didn't think were acceptable, or even right.
Heart break is a consequence of growing up. A symptom of being a human being.
Spontaneity isn't exactly what I thought of when he decided to ghost me. Was I stood up when I didn't even know what time or where to actually stand and meet him?
There's a reason so many people appreciate honesty from each other- we're also trying to look for honesty in ourselves.
Some days, I've felt so high that I don't want to come down, but most times I have crashed to the floor so hard, and I've felt so much pain.
Social media is like a dice; most of the time you roll it and you win, but sometimes you lose.
Now, when pain arrives, I don't shut the door and it tramples it's way back in. I open the door, offer it a seat and let it stay.
I am tired most days because my joints work hard to keep me upright. Chronic pain is unseen, unheard and half the time it is never known about.
I was up the stream, I had no paddle, I had no way to get back... yet, to me, I was doing pretty well. I was still floating, who cared if I would never reach land again?