Dear Broken-Hearted Girl,
Say hello to those days of staring blankly and those nights of tears falling. You will hate yourself for being vulnerable and weak. You wish you could go back in time and drop each memory or fast forward everything to cover the past. You will doubt everything and fear a lot of things because of this. Picking up the pieces is taxing. With every broken piece, you make cut yourself again.
Forget all the hurts and just look back on what was good. You may not see it now but in time you will know why it happened. One day, you will realize why you got hurt. You will grow up and learn from your mistakes.
You will learn to love yourself and heal your own wounds. Only you can truly heal the wounds.
Do not let the demon in you win. Revenge may seem sweet but it is just sugar-coated. It has a bitter after-taste that will rob you of tasting what is good in the present.
As for now rest, there are more battles waiting ahead. All I ask is that you never lose hope. Fall in love with life, it will give you all the strength you need.
In a world where lies are common, know who to trust. Be ready for anything the moment you wear your heart on your sleeve.
Somewhere in the narrow prickly path, you will find your Armour. He will protect you and help you through life. He will give you amnesia, make you forget all the past hurts and make you appreciate the present.
You will see a bigger world and realize that love is a lot more than being in a relationship. It is grasping every second that you breathe and making the most out of it.
Be brave! Everything that is worth living for is never easy. Do not be scared to get wounded again. Love like you’ve never been hurt but guard your heart.
Dealing with the paralysis is difficult but you will live through it. Standing up after a fall is never easy but you are strong.
You cannot instantly take away the hurt. Do not think using another person will make things better. Everything will take time.
You always have the choice. Choose happiness over sadness. Choose forgiveness over hate. Choose love over apathy. Choose life over death.
This is not your first time and it will not be your last. Love is a gamble. It will be crazy, you might lose a part of your soul in the process. If you should kill a part of you, make it a birth of something better.
Every defeat has its purpose. I am telling you this because I was also wounded. I know how it feels like finding out that the very person you trusted was a lie. I know how it is to have one’s soul ripped out and shattered like it meant nothing. You will not lose out on real love, you will be victorious. You will soar and appreciate the beauty of it all.
“Love can be so hauntingly beautiful, waking up past selves that have been wandering aimlessly through the corridors of our soul, for far too long. When someone else can take us from the ghost-town of our inner-selves, to exciting new landscapes, it’s worth the risk, just to feel reborn.”
― Jaeda DeWalt