Breakups suck. They really really suck.
No matter which side you are on in the breakup it still hurts when the relationship is over.
Just this weekend I broke up with my boyfriend. He lived an hour away, and the relationship had just really fizzled out. I am young. Let me say that first and foremost. I know nothing about love, or marriage or even relationships. Maybe I am not supposed to be sad about this breakup since I am the one who did the breaking. I am sad though. We had a good thing and I am extremely sad to see it over. It wasn't his fault. He didn't make me start to hate him. I just did. Hating him was not healthy though. So I broke it off. Now he hates me. But that's okay. He should hate me.
But what's not okay is the fact that my best friend has also decided to hate me over this decision. Her boyfriend was best friends with mine. So now that we are broken up she has decided with him over the ten years of friendship we have together. I am honestly more sad about this than I am about the breakup itself. Because he has a right to hate me. She doesn't.
I've been eating cookies and watching Gilmore Girls though so it's going to get better. I may get fatter but it will get better.
I've honestly cried harder over breakups in books and on tv than I have about mine. That's not healthy I know but c'mon. Who didn't cry when Christina and Owen broke up on Grey's Anatomy? I' actually listening to their soundtrack right now tbh.
It's been hard. I only did what I thought was best. It doesn't feel nice to be hated for doing what I knew was best. They will eventually see though. It really was for the best.
Sincerely,
Sam
p.s. Sorry for a short depressing post. Here's a pic of my dog to make it better.