get out of that codependent relationship girl. Jam to that musical soundtrack you love
It's really easy to get hung up on someone and the pain they've caused, but then I realize that even when I was in their life they didn't spend a second thinking about me, let alone the time I've let them consume my energy and happiness. Sometimes I think if they saw how much they hurt me then maybe they'd care, but they never did, so why should I?
Don't let the toxic people in your life continue to control you even once you've cut them off. Their opinions are worth as much as the time they spent caring for you, none at all. But you see them everywhere, right? You're still waiting for that next text, wondering how they're doing, are they okay? You miss them. You think of them when you wear that t-shirt they liked, when you listen to that song they liked, when you watch that show they talked about constantly, when you go that place you used to share, how do you even get over this? Should you just stop enjoying the things that make you think of them? Stop listening to that song, stop watching that show, revamp your closet, find a new favourite place, because it hurts so goddamn bad. It's okay to put up boundaries, to take a break from some things, but Y'know what? to hell with what they would think, to what they liked, and to what you shared.
Listen to that song, blast it in your car, learn all the lyrics if you want, dance the fucking night away.
Watch that show, laugh your fucking ass off, cry about the character deaths or literally the smallest scenes, draw fanart and ramble away.
Wear that outfit, you loved it first, (and even if they got it for you, what matters is what YOU think of it.) Do you feel fine asf? Then you are, screw how they feel about it.
If you still enjoy the activities they did too, keep enjoying them, if not for anything else, have fun as fuck just to spite them.
One of the people in my life who got me into the Hellaverse soundtrack hurt me like, well, hell. I considered no longer listening to it because every time I hear fucking Blake Roman I think of them. But you know what? I listen to it constantly. I vented by singing All 2 U and 2 Minutes Notice with friends, I applied songs to my ocs and discussed with other friends what their favourite songs were, I annoyed tf out of my brother by incessantly getting Cotton Candy stuck in his head, I got excited with my friend about her favourite actor and marveled and laughed over his different character portrayals, I loop the hazbin soundtrack while doing dishes, drawing, writing, or literally just for fun. Why? Because I enjoy it! I love so many of the songs, whether because they resonate with me, they make me think of characters I love, or because they're just fun to listen to, the reason really doesn't matter. What's important is that I'm enjoying something FOR ME, and what THEY think about it DOESN'T MATTER. I don't exist for them.
And do I still think about them constantly? Yeah. Does it still hurt asf? Yes. Am I over them? To be honest, hell no. But I'll get there. And it starts by taking control back
