No valió nada

[mournfulroses]

D. H. Lawrence, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence

[remanence-of-love]

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

The saddest goodbyes aren’t marked by anger or indifference—they’re marked by love that still lingers, by a connection you deeply cherish but know you can no longer sustain. It’s the ache of wanting to hold on, to stay in that familiar space, even when every part of you knows it’s time to let go.

Letting go doesn’t always mean that love or care disappears. Sometimes, it’s an act of courage and compassion, a recognition that holding on too tightly may cause more harm than good—for you, for them, or for the life you’re both meant to lead. It’s not about erasing the memories or denying the bond. It’s about understanding that some chapters, no matter how beautiful, cannot last forever.

These goodbyes are bittersweet because they hold dual truths: the joy of what was and the pain of what can no longer be. But in that pain lies an invitation to grow. It’s a reminder that love is not just about proximity or permanence—it’s about presence, about the way someone has shaped your life, even if their role changes or their path diverges from yours.

Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means honoring the moments, the lessons, and the growth that came from the connection. It means carrying those memories forward as part of who you are while freeing both yourself and the other person to evolve in the ways life requires.

It’s okay to grieve. It’s okay to feel the weight of that goodbye in your heart. But remember: every ending, no matter how painful, makes space for new beginnings. What you release with love will never truly leave you—it will transform, settle into your soul as strength, wisdom, and a deeper capacity for connection.

[shatteredalma]

Me hiciste sentir que amar demasiado es humillante.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

The saddest goodbyes aren’t marked by anger or indifference—they’re marked by love that still lingers, by a connection you deeply cherish but know you can no longer sustain. It’s the ache of wanting to hold on, to stay in that familiar space, even when every part of you knows it’s time to let go.

Letting go doesn’t always mean that love or care disappears. Sometimes, it’s an act of courage and compassion, a recognition that holding on too tightly may cause more harm than good—for you, for them, or for the life you’re both meant to lead. It’s not about erasing the memories or denying the bond. It’s about understanding that some chapters, no matter how beautiful, cannot last forever.

These goodbyes are bittersweet because they hold dual truths: the joy of what was and the pain of what can no longer be. But in that pain lies an invitation to grow. It’s a reminder that love is not just about proximity or permanence—it’s about presence, about the way someone has shaped your life, even if their role changes or their path diverges from yours.

Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means honoring the moments, the lessons, and the growth that came from the connection. It means carrying those memories forward as part of who you are while freeing both yourself and the other person to evolve in the ways life requires.

It’s okay to grieve. It’s okay to feel the weight of that goodbye in your heart. But remember: every ending, no matter how painful, makes space for new beginnings. What you release with love will never truly leave you—it will transform, settle into your soul as strength, wisdom, and a deeper capacity for connection.

[shatteredalma]

Me hiciste sentir que amar demasiado es humillante.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

The saddest goodbyes aren’t marked by anger or indifference—they’re marked by love that still lingers, by a connection you deeply cherish but know you can no longer sustain. It’s the ache of wanting to hold on, to stay in that familiar space, even when every part of you knows it’s time to let go.

Letting go doesn’t always mean that love or care disappears. Sometimes, it’s an act of courage and compassion, a recognition that holding on too tightly may cause more harm than good—for you, for them, or for the life you’re both meant to lead. It’s not about erasing the memories or denying the bond. It’s about understanding that some chapters, no matter how beautiful, cannot last forever.

These goodbyes are bittersweet because they hold dual truths: the joy of what was and the pain of what can no longer be. But in that pain lies an invitation to grow. It’s a reminder that love is not just about proximity or permanence—it’s about presence, about the way someone has shaped your life, even if their role changes or their path diverges from yours.

Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means honoring the moments, the lessons, and the growth that came from the connection. It means carrying those memories forward as part of who you are while freeing both yourself and the other person to evolve in the ways life requires.

It’s okay to grieve. It’s okay to feel the weight of that goodbye in your heart. But remember: every ending, no matter how painful, makes space for new beginnings. What you release with love will never truly leave you—it will transform, settle into your soul as strength, wisdom, and a deeper capacity for connection.

[shatteredalma]

Me hiciste sentir que amar demasiado es humillante.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

„Healed enough to walk away,

Human enough to wish you‘d have caught up.“

- to AA.

[shatteredalma]

Alright, asshole, full spotlight on you;

- Stealing my earring and acting like you had it by mistake/accident

- Faking a whole personality trying to be cool

- Failing super badly while trying to have sex

- Panic attack, covered as pain in chest.

- Admitting (!) to not have been sexually active for “a long time”

2 weeks break:

- Seeing me again, acting super cold and distant

You’re so fucking weird, forreal. What the fuck was this attitude?

- Hope you enjoyed your free bloody mary, did it give you a confident boost?

- Blaming your whole failure on me, projecting the whole problem and your bad feeling/low self esteem on me

- Making me cry (!), acting innocent, acting like you care

- Crazy ass me… in my head, you still were a kinda good person…

The real you:

- Insecure (!)

- Probably a bit depressed, no energy, no ambition

What I want to say:

- You’re not normal

- You’re a fucking demon

- Get help and leave everyone else the fuck alone

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— virginia woolf , carlyle's house and other sketches (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[shatteredalma]

“If only my heart were as cold as I pretend it is, maybe I could get over this.”

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

The saddest goodbyes aren’t marked by anger or indifference—they’re marked by love that still lingers, by a connection you deeply cherish but know you can no longer sustain. It’s the ache of wanting to hold on, to stay in that familiar space, even when every part of you knows it’s time to let go.

Letting go doesn’t always mean that love or care disappears. Sometimes, it’s an act of courage and compassion, a recognition that holding on too tightly may cause more harm than good—for you, for them, or for the life you’re both meant to lead. It’s not about erasing the memories or denying the bond. It’s about understanding that some chapters, no matter how beautiful, cannot last forever.

These goodbyes are bittersweet because they hold dual truths: the joy of what was and the pain of what can no longer be. But in that pain lies an invitation to grow. It’s a reminder that love is not just about proximity or permanence—it’s about presence, about the way someone has shaped your life, even if their role changes or their path diverges from yours.

Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means honoring the moments, the lessons, and the growth that came from the connection. It means carrying those memories forward as part of who you are while freeing both yourself and the other person to evolve in the ways life requires.

It’s okay to grieve. It’s okay to feel the weight of that goodbye in your heart. But remember: every ending, no matter how painful, makes space for new beginnings. What you release with love will never truly leave you—it will transform, settle into your soul as strength, wisdom, and a deeper capacity for connection.

[shatteredalma]

Me hiciste sentir que amar demasiado es humillante.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

“The longer you entertain what’s not for you, the longer you delay what is.” 💜

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

The saddest goodbyes aren’t marked by anger or indifference—they’re marked by love that still lingers, by a connection you deeply cherish but know you can no longer sustain. It’s the ache of wanting to hold on, to stay in that familiar space, even when every part of you knows it’s time to let go.

Letting go doesn’t always mean that love or care disappears. Sometimes, it’s an act of courage and compassion, a recognition that holding on too tightly may cause more harm than good—for you, for them, or for the life you’re both meant to lead. It’s not about erasing the memories or denying the bond. It’s about understanding that some chapters, no matter how beautiful, cannot last forever.

These goodbyes are bittersweet because they hold dual truths: the joy of what was and the pain of what can no longer be. But in that pain lies an invitation to grow. It’s a reminder that love is not just about proximity or permanence—it’s about presence, about the way someone has shaped your life, even if their role changes or their path diverges from yours.

Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means honoring the moments, the lessons, and the growth that came from the connection. It means carrying those memories forward as part of who you are while freeing both yourself and the other person to evolve in the ways life requires.

It’s okay to grieve. It’s okay to feel the weight of that goodbye in your heart. But remember: every ending, no matter how painful, makes space for new beginnings. What you release with love will never truly leave you—it will transform, settle into your soul as strength, wisdom, and a deeper capacity for connection.

[shatteredalma]

Me hiciste sentir que amar demasiado es humillante.

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

The saddest goodbyes aren’t marked by anger or indifference—they’re marked by love that still lingers, by a connection you deeply cherish but know you can no longer sustain. It’s the ache of wanting to hold on, to stay in that familiar space, even when every part of you knows it’s time to let go.

Letting go doesn’t always mean that love or care disappears. Sometimes, it’s an act of courage and compassion, a recognition that holding on too tightly may cause more harm than good—for you, for them, or for the life you’re both meant to lead. It’s not about erasing the memories or denying the bond. It’s about understanding that some chapters, no matter how beautiful, cannot last forever.

These goodbyes are bittersweet because they hold dual truths: the joy of what was and the pain of what can no longer be. But in that pain lies an invitation to grow. It’s a reminder that love is not just about proximity or permanence—it’s about presence, about the way someone has shaped your life, even if their role changes or their path diverges from yours.

Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting. It means honoring the moments, the lessons, and the growth that came from the connection. It means carrying those memories forward as part of who you are while freeing both yourself and the other person to evolve in the ways life requires.

It’s okay to grieve. It’s okay to feel the weight of that goodbye in your heart. But remember: every ending, no matter how painful, makes space for new beginnings. What you release with love will never truly leave you—it will transform, settle into your soul as strength, wisdom, and a deeper capacity for connection.

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

I wasn’t looking when I stumbled onto you, must’ve been fate.

[shatteredalma]

Dear B.,

Today I made a decision - the decision is that if we never speak again, that is fine by me.

I forced myself to write this letter because I am busy all day thinking about you and what happened, what you said, what you meant. Now that I am sitting here with my keyboard, I have no idea what to write. I might have to write multiple letters to get through this. I have to accept that my heart has been broken.

I have been wondering how the person I love so much could make me feel like this. How I felt the need to compare myself with other random girls, just to lose, where did all this anxiety and panic come from, why did I have to go through this.

I have to stop. I do not know what to write. I have no idea. I just want to forget. I wish I could turn back time and end this in December, when it was time.

Goodbye, I will try again to write what the fuck is going on in my head.

- F

[shatteredalma]

5:10 AM

I have been thinking about different ways on how to make you understand how good I was to you, how much I did for you, and most importantly, the purest love that you lost.

But honestly, there is nothing left to prove. I loved you with all of my heart, and I did not deserve what you did to me, or to cry all these tears and to hear your excuses when we last met.

You’ll see, and you’ll feel that you lost me.

[shatteredalma]

You texted me and I have all the energy back that I was missing.

As we have unfinished business, you broke the silence.

You broke my heart but yet we are so strongly connected. 💔

[shatteredalma]

Finally, I am brave enough to say it.

Finally, I am ready to wrap this up.

Soon, I will be free.

I cannot be with (someone like) you.

I cannot be with someone who is not willing to adapt, to compromise, and to change. A relationship will always change you, there is no way around it, and "yo soy esto" is not the reason, nor the excuse.

I cannot be with someone who thinks the bare minimum, what you call love, and loyalty are enough.

And along with this, I cannot be with someone who does not consider me.

I cannot be with some who wants to be free from me. Do what you want and where you want. I cannot be with someone who is not there for me.

I cannot be with someone who wants to spend weeks and even months without me. I cannot be with someone who makes future plans that do not include me. I hate you for this. I really do.

I cannot be with someone who wants me to be grateful for a daily (if so) mediocre conversation, which you label as "trato de escribir todos los días". No need to try.

I cannot be with someone who would do things for me, but only if it benefits them too.

I cannot be with someone who only has empathy for no one but himself.

I cannot be with someone who never compliments me, who does not think its necessary, does not consider how it makes me feel.

I cannot be with someone who would sit in front of me and does not even notice the fucking tears in my eyes that they caused me.

I cannot be with someone who just leaves, without considering one second how it would make me feel.

I cannot be with someone who only talks about my reaction instead of their action. This is basically the oldest manipulation method.

I cannot be with someone, and I cannot even believe this happened, who only says i love you when it is almost over. When you can feel it is ending.

I cannot be with someone who is so incredibly selfish, yet makes the most ridiculous decisions for themselves.

I cannot be with someone who spends all day telling themselves lies, expecting me to believe them too.

Of course, you happily received my support and help, which finally is the proof that, luckily, I am not like you. And I deserve so much more. I deserve better.

I did not deserve hearing your stupid excuses for hours, I did not deserve being lied to, and what you keep telling yourself will not numb your pain, I promise. Life will be your educator, and I will be long gone.

Thank you for showing me who you really are.

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Day 26 // Espero que mi ausencia te traiga la paz que mi amor no pudo darte 💔

[shatteredalma]

2:30 AM // Time passed fast when I was with you.

Months feel like weeks, weeks like days. This is how eight months just passed. You were by my side, and life just kept going by.

It has been six weeks without you and it feels like forever. I can feel your absence in every part of my life, I miss you in every single way.

💔 One day, I will be able to let you go.

[shatteredalma]

Letting out, letting go…

[shatteredalma]

You did not allow me to be the love of your life

I will be the loss of your life instead

And in the meantime, I will find a new story to write 💫

[shatteredalma]

Lo que extrañas ya no existe,

así que avanza. 🖤

[shatteredalma]

The manipulator

[shatteredalma]

“I don't need your apology, but one day i hope you feel guilty for the way you treated me.

your words and actions cut deep, leaving scars that will take time to heal. but i won't hold my breath waiting for you to acknowledge the pain you caused. your apology would be too little, too late.

instead, i hope that someday you'll experience the weight of guilt for the way you treated me. i hope that the memories of your actions will haunt you, and that you'll realize the harm you inflicted.

i hope that guilt will gnaw at your conscience, forcing you to confront the hurt you caused. maybe then you'll understand the impact of your words and actions.

but even if that day never comes, i'll still rise above. i'll heal, i'll grow, and i'll learn to love myself more than i ever loved the idea of your approval.

your treatment of me was a lesson in resilience, a reminder that i don't need your validation to be worthy. so, keep your apology; i don't need it. but know that i hope you'll one day feel the weight of your actions, and that it will be a catalyst for growth and change.”

[shatteredalma]

You never loved me.

You never cared.

There was never any hope.

[shatteredalma]

“Thank you for hurting me to the point that I realized I don't deserve someone like you.

No matter how painful it was to love you, I would always choose to stay. I was so stupid to think that you would also do the same for me. I was stupid to think that you could love me right too.

But today, I want to say thank you for hurting me again. Not because I deserve it, but because I realized that I do not deserve any less. That I do not deserve you. I do not deserve all the heartbreaks that you gave me. It took me a lot of pain before I realized that I'm already tired of putting up with something that I do not deserve. I've cried a lot, hated myself for so long, and told myself that I wasn't enough so many times— all because I wasn't treated properly. You robbed my happiness and self-respect from me, yet I was still there for you, thinking that you were the only one who could make me happy.

Thank you for making me realize that you are not good for me. Thank you for hurting me so badly that I learned to realize that I deserve better”

[shatteredalma]

“The truth is. He is a broken man. And honestly, you're not meant to fix him. You're not meant to save him. Change him or even force him to get his shit together. No. If he doesn't want those things for himself to begin with, then why should you exhaust yourself trying to help him. You can't make someone care. You're not his mother. And your love is not meant to be drained by redirecting careless grown men towards their glory. You're better than that. “

[shatteredalma]

When the person you helped through hell stabs you in the back…

My heart will probably always be broken, but I am at peace now.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

"You didn't break me. I broke me, because I believed in something that wasn't real."

Goodbye.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

A veces hay que dejar ir,

Y otras hay que aprender a irse.

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

Es ist jetzt, genau jetzt, viel wichtiger die Liebe zu sich selbst zu wahren.

Sich für sich zu entscheiden.

Und gänzlich loszulassen.

Du hast alles getan, was möglich war.

Du hast gelernt, sehr viel dazu gelernt.

Du hast dich verändert, ins Positive für dich.

Du hast dich erkannt, deinen Wert.

Du hast dich für dich entschieden, nicht gegen jemanden anderen.

Du kannst nun nichts mehr tun.

Hast alles versucht.

Hast alles gegeben.

❤️

[shatteredalma]

"Cuándo algo no es para ti, te va a lastimar hasta que entiendas".

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]

[shatteredalma]