And to be honest I think the worse pain is having to leave something you thought you wanted because it’s slowly killing you
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And to be honest I think the worse pain is having to leave something you thought you wanted because it’s slowly killing you
Bitching In Boston:5 Stages Of Grief Stage 2.Anger
Judge about it if you want. But at my core, all of my anger is simply disgust. Webster defines disgust as “marked aversion aroused by something highly distasteful.” And that is all my anger has ever been and will ever be. Disgust. Because when it comes to the things people have said about me, to me, and the things people have done to me directly and indirectly I am convinced I was Satan’s…
Sooo. Started an anonymous blog to spill the real tea about my breakup.
Breakup’s been hell, and I needed somewhere to bleed without the fake advice, the pity, or the judgment.
This is for me.
Unfiltered. Unapologetic. Raw as hell. ✍️💣
If I find my tribe in the process people who actually get it, who’ve crawled through their own wreckage and came out stronger cool.
But I’m not here to be saved.
I’m here to set myself on fire and rise. 🔥🖤✨
#NoMoreMasks #HealingLoudly #Unfuckwithable #BreakupDiaries
The more I think about it
The more I realize this breakup is soooo stupid. So incredibly stupid. It's his loss it really is. Either that or he cannot recognize what he had when he had it.
I know
I have to be single for awhile like at least a year or two, but damn it's hard. Especially when you wish the person who broke your heart into a million pieces would snap out of it. He's gonna regret it. I know that sounds rude, but he's going to regret it.
Going through
Moods of "what did I do to deserve this?" to "I can't believe he fumbled me." I'm probably going to be the most caring and loving girlfriend he'll ever have and he said this himself. I just don't understand why this is happening. I know one day I will get understand but still...
I know all I can do is focus on myself and I'm trying not to brag, but I just started HOTWORX, created a new hair care routine, am revamping my skincare routine, and am in therapy to grow as a person and address barriers I am encountering outside of this. I also have plans for the future regarding advancing my education and career. My "glow up" is coming.
This man really fumbled me.
^I just gotta believe this consistently now. The frustrating part is he knows, but is not gonna do anything about it....
So I wrote some spoken word poetry after a hard breakup last year and its way too personal to share with anyone I know, despite it being one of the most beautiful pieces I've written. So enjoy it here 🌌
You need to make choices that align with your core beliefs and support your inner peace.
There are not two ways to go about it.
Everytume you overlook a feeling of doubt or regret you disrespected yourself.