Moving on and finally being happy about it

I feel a lot better today. I talked to a couple of people who have been there to support me since the beginning of this breakup. I talked to them about the situation that happened yesterday and no matter how many ups and downs I go through, I always come to the same conclusion: that I am better off without him. You know what? It feels great. It finally feels great!

I really hope I don't see him and her together (if they end up as a couple, which I'm sure they will) because that really won't be necessary in my life. Good luck to both of them with whatever happens. No sarcasm intended, I really wish them luck. Now it's my turn to not give two shits about it.

I'm thankful for everything he's done for me and for the time we had, but his purpose in my life is done and vice versa. I hate how he's been so selfish and childish throughout this breakup process and after. I hate how he just didn't care about my feelings at all. I really don't need that in my life. I deserve so much better and I don't need another guy to help me get through this because I can do it by myself along with the support of everyone else to help me stand when I start falling.

I am done. I am moving on. I'll look back and smile, then I'll always turn my head forward and keep walking towards the future. I'll embrace the sadness when it comes and I'll be a roller coaster of emotions, but I will be a stronger person after this, and I'll be a better and more independent being.

I don't need him anymore and I don't want him anymore. It's all in the past. I'm thankful for it but I am more thankful for the future - the future guy who will be so much better than he ever will be, and my future self who would be more focused on my goals and what I want and what I truly need.

I'm not the same person I was yesterday and the weeks and months before. I changed and I feel it. What's good is that I feel great about it. I was walking home from class tonight with a smile on my face. For the first time since the breakup, I genuinely feel happy. Happy that I'm single and that it doesn't bother me. Happy that I'm free from the worst that could have been. Happy that I can move on and look forward to whatever this place has to offer.

This place can beat me up and really bring me down, but after I've endured everything, I'll look back at these battle scars, take a deep breath, and know that I am always better where I am now than where I was before.