I know cause I've been there.
But actually watching your friend go through the same ordeal is ten times worse than experiencing it firsthand. I can't stand the fact that I'm helpless when it comes to giving advices about love. I can't hang on to a man - so who am I to give advices, huh?
It's hard not to "aww.." or "oh no.." or "shit..." whenever they share their break up stories with you. They think that just cause you went through the same thing, you'd be an expert.
I'm not a natural, thank you very much.
I don't like getting dumped. Nor doing the dumping.
But it's something we all have to experience for us to grow. Growing into whatever. That I still have to find out.
I remember my cousin telling me before to just keep walking. Try not to look too eager to get over someone cause it feels totally fake.
"One day at a time, Nikki."
At first I thought it was something so hard to do. I looked at him as if he was asking me to sing the National Anthem with a lisp.
I tried to take it one day at a time, though.
I took one step at a time. I kept walking. I'm not yet there but I can see it. I'm hopeful that I'd get there eventually.
Now, as one of my friends is having a hard time with her break up, all I can say is, "Yes, break up is a bitch and yes, shit happens. But this shit might actually be the best that ever happened. You just freed yourself from a relationship that is due to end sooner or later. You made yourself available sooner than you'd like, but at least you're single when the right man comes along. He will come along. He will."
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