A rant about breaking up.
I don't really know where to start this, but here goes nothing.
If he wants to leave you, don't beg him to stay.
If people who love you dearly are telling you he's not good, he's probably not.
If you feel like you are being used, you probably are.
If you don't want to be treated like a doormat, don't act like one.
I'm saying this not only for the sake of posting content,
but maybe, one of you needs to hear this as much as I did a few weeks ago.
You will be okay, and you will make it through this.
Sometimes, you want something to be something it's not so badly,
that you ignore the obvious warning signs, and you decide to stay.
I have gone over text messages, and conversations, and actions in my head over and over and over trying to understand what I did wrong. I have cried and screamed and it's a temporary fix.
Sometimes, it's really not you.
Sometimes, excuses are just, that, excuses.
Sometimes, things just don't work out,
and sometimes it really fucking hurts.
Sometimes, you need to get in your car and drive and
blast melodies that hurt just as much as they help until 5am.
You are not worthless.
You are not a doormat.
You are beautiful, so fucking beautiful.
Your weight does not define how you deserve to be loved.
You deserve to be loved.
You deserve to be with someone who thinks you're the prettiest
when you wake up after sleeping in your makeup after you just worked your ass off.
You deserve to be loved.
What you don't deserve, is to let the "why's" ruin you, because they will.
To anyone suffering from a bruised heart today,
let this be a piece of love from me to you.
Those who really, truly, madly and stupidly love you
won't make you climb mountains to prove your worth.
Love always,
K.
