How I Moved on: Getting Over a 2 Year Relationship

Heartbreak is something no one wants to experience. The physical and emotional pain. It seems as if all those memories you had with that special someone are just a dream. Or even just a myth. Everything you though was in good hands all just shattered into a million pieces. Crying. Hunger. Sleep deprived. Dwelling on the what if's. This happens to everyone who's gone through a breakup at one point or another whether we want to admit it or not. We create visions on what we could have done and should've done, but in reality… sometimes it's too late.

A little over a year ago, I experienced what I felt was the end of the world. I cried everyday, couldn't eat or sleep, and dwelled on over every little detail that tore the relationship apart. I hated myself for weeks wondering why I couldn't be the one to make this person happy. I thought about all the mistakes I made and what I should've done so this breakup wouldn't happen.

Thinking back, that was dumb. If someone doesn't want to be part of your life, that is THEIR loss, not yours. In the times after the breakup, I sat in my bedroom and thought for countless hours, some of which were good realizations, and some dwelling on the past. Trying to rationalize something that was broken and could never be fixed.

Eventually, I came to the realization that this is life. Life SUCKS at times and shit happens. The world seems to go against us at the most unlikely times, and it hits us. It hits us harder than any other mental or physical pain we can endure. But why? Why did I have to suffer from this breakup while this guy I dated for two and a half years was able to date someone else shortly after the breakup? I wanted to tell myself that dating this person for two and a half years was a waste of my time, but it wasn't. I knew that I had to distance myself from this person because no matter how much I wanted the relationship back, there was no way. I deleted all the photos from my phone and stored away all the little things that reminded me of him. The hardest part was removing him from all social media. Seeing him in a new relationship hurt a lot, and I knew if I continued to follow him on Facebook or Instagram that it’d be harder for me to move on.

If it wasn't for this relationship, I wouldn't have had the time to really think. To think about what it is I need in a relationship, and what I need for myself. Everyone talks about self love, and I think it's something that can never be talked about too much. We dwell too much on making others happy, but we sometimes forget to care for ourselves.

I kept this mindset that everything happens for a reason; as cliché as that quote is, it is very true. I cried for what felt like an eternity (two months, yes, so dramatic), but eventually those feelings of heartbreak slowly became a life lesson. People come in go in your life for good reasons. Never regret what you once had with someone, because at a certain point in your life, they were special, and you were special to them. Life goes on, and at that point, I wasn't a fit for his life and neither was he for mine.

A year later, I am happy to say I have filled my life with nothing but happiness. I spent time being more active and bettering myself, whether that was working out more or spending time with my loved ones. We experience heartbreak, suffer, and then eventually move on because, well... that is life. If it was meant to be, it will find it's way back.

For those suffering through a heartbreak now… I know it hurts, but it will get better. I promise you that. Focus on you and bettering yourself.