You know what’s more courageous than waiting for them to come back? Letting them go.
Stop acting like a damn hero for choosing to still torment yourself for someone who clearly wasn’t worth it.

You are a soul, you were given a body to look after. If you neglect it and make some fuckboy a priority, you are failing an honourable mission and you should reconsider your actions.

They are a drug. But you are more than a lazy addict. Lying in your bed crying and writing them poetry has become second nature to you. Do you really think it’s normal that the pain feels comfortable? Hanging on is easy-now try a challenge. Get the fuck up.

Yes you will struggle. Living as a fighter means living in awareness, not letting your guard down for one second, hitting and punching any sense of sadness or memories of them. It is not for everyone, but now you can’t say I haven’t told you of it. Now it is your choice.

Be a winner, and show you had a life after him. Show you are stronger than any force on Earth. Show you were too good for him anyway, and that he left only because he couldn’t deal with so much substance. Make him realise your standards are now too high for him to ever come back. Make him afraid to even look you in the eye. Show him he has done you a favour by walking away.

But don’t do it to prove something to him. You’ll be tempted, maybe, at the beginning, but in the end you’ll only do these things for yourself. It will all be a consequence of being strong.

To be honest, I wrote this as a reminder for myself…  I refuse to be a victim. Now, I am made of steel diamonds.

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