There aren’t many feelings in the world that could be compared to the one you experience after a heartbreak.
When a relationship ends, it doesn’t mean that you’re just alone and lonely, it also uncovers how sensitive and vulnerable you truly are.
It’s unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before. And this is my confession to the guy who doesn’t know it’s his loss and not mine.
Make no mistake, I loved you. I thought you were the one for me, one who’d give me the world and treat me with respect and dignity.
Never in a million years would I have thought that you’d change so much. I’ve never experienced such sorrow and sadness in my life.
When you let your mask down, I could finally see your true face.
I didn’t believe it myself when I saw that a person could change so much in such a short period.
When we broke up, I found myself alone in my bedroom, my mind running wild and thinking “Why wasn’t I good enough for him?” and “Could I have done something differently to make him stay?”
My mind was going crazy thinking that I’d never find a love like that ever again.
But I’ve finally realized that it was your loss and not mine.
I’ve cried myself to sleep. I questioned my ability to be loved. My faith in humanity faded. I associated so much anger and despair with you.
My friends came to me, asking me how they could help me recover, but there isn’t much that can be said to someone who’s suffering from a broken heart.
You can read a million quotes, but they won’t be helpful, especially if the wound is fresh.
But it’s your loss and not mine.
I gave myself time to heal, and I learned how to love again. I searched for happiness and I found it in the most unexpected place – myself.
Like many others, I thought that those three words – “It’s his loss” – meant nothing. I forgot about them and swept them under the rug.
They seemed irrelevant to me at the time. I couldn’t comprehend just how wrong I was.
When you experience grief and sadness, it’s difficult to see your true worth. You hide those beautiful physical and emotional features behind a wall.
They’re there all along, just masterfully hidden behind those negative feelings.
Your self-worth and self-esteem are thrown out the window.
It’s quite challenging to see the good in you when you feel broken.
But I say that’s the perfect time to see who you are and recognize your worth.
Don’t let a broken heart tear you down.
Once I learned that, I could accomplish anything that I set my mind to.
I pieced myself together and found the strength to overcome the sadness I felt for so long.
I went hiking and met wonderful people who filled me with positive energy and happiness.
I’m proud of myself because I had the will to fight. I wanted to work at it.
Revenge was never my thing. I couldn’t live with the thought of hurting someone I once loved.
I could never do that to you just because I felt insecure about myself.
That said, I picked myself up and experienced a true epiphany. I realized you weren’t for me and that my heart is capable of loving someone else.
I won’t settle for anything less than I deserve.
My heart is pure and it can be loved. I just have to be patient and wait for a person who knows how to be caring and compassionate.
It was you who made us move away from each other. Your actions pushed me away. But I don’t blame you, as much as I should.
Maybe it was you who wasn’t in the right mindset and you couldn’t see me as your one-and-only, loyal girlfriend.
I gave you space and your response was to leave me.
Soon, you’ll wake up and realize what you’ve done. You’ll realize the only girl who ever truly loved you was me.
I know it’ll haunt you. It haunted me, but guess what: I recovered.
You’ll miss the girl who loved you unconditionally and never asked for anything in return.
And that’s why it’s your loss and not mine.
When you come to realize what you’ve lost, you’ll regret chasing me away more than anything.
Guilt will consume you and I promise you, there’ll be nothing you can do about it to shake it off.
You’ll wish to go back in time and make things right, but you can’t. I couldn’t. And look at me now. I’m stronger than I ever was.
You might try chasing me and begging me to forgive you, but eventually, I’ll forget all about you.
My soul will be healed. I’ve picked up the broken pieces of my once shattered heart.
You’ll start searching for me in all those other women, but by then, I’ll have someone worthy of being by my side.
Give it some time and I’m going to find someone who’ll treat me the way I deserve to be treated – the way you never did.
I firmly believe that it’s your loss and not mine. I’ve taken a different approach to understanding my feelings, and now I’ve completely healed.
I’ve gained knowledge about myself through a tragic experience.
That said, I’ve come to realize it wasn’t the end of the world for me when you left me.
I just needed some time to gather myself and my strength to carry on with my life.
A life with a new person who sees how beautiful I am and knows how to treat me. A life without you.
But that’s fine with me. It’s your loss after all, not mine.
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