To The College Girl Going Through A Breakup, He'll Be Just A Memory Before You Know It

I didn't think I was ever going to be happy again. Yes, that's super extra and melodramatic, but that's how I felt. Until I met someone new. Someone who's left me completely shook in all senses. When you go through the ending of something you didn't expect to end nor want to, the aftermath of it all doesn't just melt like snow on a warm day.

We think that person is it, the one we were always destined to meet, because we clique so easily and the chemistry is out of this world. However, those little red flags we start to notice at the beginning, are the ones that eat us alive in the end. We aren't ok with it, but we accept it so we aren't stuck alone for a family function or during the winter at school when you just want another warm body in bed with you.

You have to cut that person off, as hard as it may be, and trust me when I say it's absolutley gut wrenching and I've been there. You have to do it because better things are looming for you. No, it might not be right around the corner like cheesey movies might want you to think, because great things take time.

I was a lost soul for about seven months, not knowing whether I was going to go back to the girl I was before he broke me in ways I never expected to happen to me. Granted, things I knew were red flags were things that should have made me be honest with myself and just leave, but I had too much hope to chnage someone who was not going to change as I wanted him to.

I found someone who is everything I could ever ask for in a guy and ten times more. It's all still so fresh and new and pure. I don't know how or when, but I suddenly realized just how happy I was. My thoughts weren't going to him anymore, and what he was doing or who he was doing and why he didn't look me in the eye anymore. Granted, I knew whatever could have been in terms of a possible future friendship fell apart, but now I don't care anymore.

My thoughts were about seeing this new person, who actually texted me back as great as my friends did. We literally have conversations about anything and everything, and theres never a lull, and I never worry about getting left on open or read anymore.

We think that we're never going to find someone to replace that person we thought was irrecplacable, and suffer alone hating everyone we swipe left on on Tinder or Bumble. There literally is someone a thousand times better than the one who broke your heart. This new person will mend your heart, and give you luster when you thought it was gone forever. Trust me when I say you're going to be happy again, and it'll come when you're truly ready.

Literally, so hot RN

Literally, so hot RN

Once You Become My Ex, Please Know I Never Want Another Text From You Again

Block my number. I've already blocked yours.


Growing up, it was always super important to me to end a relationship on good terms, at least as best as I could. I was friends with pretty much all of my exes, whether we talked frequently or not. It just made things easier in a small town with one high school.

I had it all wrong, though.

The truth is, I don't want to be your friend if we break up. Hell, I don't even want you to text me. There's no reason for it.

Be up in arms all you want at the "pettiness" or "drama" of this if that's what you want to do, I don't really care either way. Each relationship I've experienced in my lifetime has a specific place in my past, but that's exactly where they'll stay: my past. Every ex has their own designated chapter in a closed book.

When you end on terms that are even remotely OK, it's easy to stay checked in into each other's lives, whether that's texting or following them on social media. Something reminds you of them and you both text and reminisce about it, you congratulate them on a Facebook post, you watch their Snapchat and Instagram stories.

I don't care if you think we ended on good terms or not, don't check up on me. Don't tell me you hope I'm doing well. Don't try to contact me at all, frankly.

We're not friends. We were a couple, but now we're not. Any form of a relationship between the two of us ceased to exist the moment we ended our relationship. I'm not in high school anymore, I'm not still in that small town. I don't need to be your friend and keep up appearances to ensure the friend group still feels like nothing's really changed or to make everyone feel comfortable when we're both around.

So who are we kidding? There's just no reason for you to interact with me in any capacity. I don't need to be checked up on. I don't need you to text me for any reason, ever. Trust me, I'm doing just fine.

To all of my exes, you've held a significant place in my life, sure.

But your friendship isn't crucial to my happiness anymore.

I learned how to be just fine without you, so it's time for you to do the same.

I don't need the pleasantries, so just forget them. It's fine and all that maybe they matter to you, but they don't to me. I can promise you that I don't want to hear from you. I don't want to know how you've been, I don't want to know what you've been up to.

I've moved on. I don't need you in my life anymore, and frankly, I don't want you in it. I don't need to be your friend. So don't follow me on Twitter, delete me from your Snapchat, and block my number. I've already blocked yours.

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To My Best Friend Dealing With A Broken Heart, We'll Get Through This Together

I can't actually fill that void.


To my best friend dealing with a broken heart,

It won't last forever.

Your heart, scratch that—you—will heal. You're already strong, but you'll become tougher. You're already smart, but you'll become wiser. You're already sexy, but you'll become even more irresistible.

And I'll be here the entire time. I can't wait to see who you become.

It won't be easy. I'm not going to sugar coat it and say that you'll be smiling and confidently strutting the streets by tomorrow. You have everything you need, but if your heart needs some time, take it. There's no rulebook. Honestly, I don't know how I got out of my rut, but I did and now I'm here. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I cried on end, but my support group–you–helped me through it one day at a time. Don't stress about what other people think—even me, forget my thoughts! Focus on you. What does your body need? What does your soul need?

I'm sorry. I wish I could take away this pain.

There's nothing that can compare to this feeling and I know I can't actually fill that void—no one can, other than you.

You never think it'll happen to you.

You had the future planned out. You shared your deepest darkest secrets. You both shared, I love you's and genuinely meant it. Of course, there were happy times. It was all real. I won't bash your ex unless you need me to (personally, I cringe anytime someone speaks badly of my ex... at the end of the day, I loved that man) but, just know, you did everything you could.

It wasn't meant to be and, one day, you will find your happily ever after. That love will be greater than anything you can ever imagine.

I'm not going to sit here and let you mope. The memories will never fade, but at this moment, forget about the past and the future, only the now. If you are angry, punch a wall, but steer away from feeling regret. Nothing in life is worth regretting over. It is all lessons-learned and adventures to remember later on.

This will pass and you will laugh about it. When I heard that for the first time, I wanted to scream, I could never laugh at the situation, but here I am now. You lost someone and that's never easy, but you've also gained so much experience.

You are gorgeous and breathtaking, you better start believing it because anyone would be so lucky to have you in their life.

Today, you start loving yourself.

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