the oh so familiar "i just don't love you anymore"...
juliet - if you need, i can be what you were to me this time last year. i have lived through it first hand, i have, and i have come out alive. i can help you - if you want me to.
i want you to know that you will probably never start to love him less - but you will begin to learn how to handle your pain and then heal your pain. some say that time heals everything, some say that only another love can heal pain, but i have learned that simply living the life that God has given you in the ultimate cure. last year i spent so much time locked up in my pain and longing that i closed my eyes to my life around me. at the time i had few friends - now i have many. i am thriving, i am functioning, i am living...
I am not saying all of this to rub anything in... i really am not - i am simply sharing it with you because i went through the exact same thing last year and at the end i was okay, just like a strong, beautiful, spirited, intelligent, funny, and wonderful person promised me that I would. That person was you, Juliet, and I know all of this without having ever met you before.
you will make it through. for you it might need time (it did for me), it might need another love or a rebound guy (i wouldn't know - i never got the opportunity), but it also just might need you to simply live and take each day at a time... each day getting stronger, wiser, and more free.
don't let what happened to me happen to you juliet - PLEASE don't let what happened to me happen to you. don't let this eat you up inside... don't let it break your spirit... don't let it take over your life... you are beautiful. you are amazing. you are fabulous, baby. you are incredible just as you are and in complete control of your own life from here on out. we'll just all be here to help you along the way.
i know that the bomb that was dropped on you must have been a hell of an early christmas present - but please try and have a merry christmas tomorrow. i spent mine last year with aglass of wine, a bubble bath, and a self help book by the authors of "He's Just Not That Into You" that my MOTHER gave me as a gift... you don't want to be that pathetic... lol ;)
finally, please just know that you are appriciated and admired by a girl in Encino and that she is still forever in your debt for how much you were there for her last year... let me help you if i can.
i cannot express how thrilled i am to hear you are feeling so much better. i can see you came out the other end of this misery not only alive but so much wiser and i am so fucking proud of you. you are absolutely right about most everything you said (except for the part where you were concerned you were rubbing your happiness in my face... how incredibly silly of you), particularly the bit about living each day at a time.
i must say it's a little much to ask me not to let this eat me up inside/break my spirit/take over my life... but you've just made it a tad easier by simply typing a few words and i can't deny that is inspiring.
thank you so much for trying to be there for me, especially now when i feel so completely alone. merry merry christmas, dear. it would be nice to actually meet you as we have attempted to plan a handful of times... good hugs are few and far between these days.
juliet - if you need, i can be what you were to me this time last year. i have lived through it first hand, i have, and i have come out alive. i can help you - if you want me to.
i want you to know that you will probably never start to love him less - but you will begin to learn how to handle your pain and then heal your pain. some say that time heals everything, some say that only another love can heal pain, but i have learned that simply living the life that God has given you in the ultimate cure. last year i spent so much time locked up in my pain and longing that i closed my eyes to my life around me. at the time i had few friends - now i have many. i am thriving, i am functioning, i am living...
I am not saying all of this to rub anything in... i really am not - i am simply sharing it with you because i went through the exact same thing last year and at the end i was okay, just like a strong, beautiful, spirited, intelligent, funny, and wonderful person promised me that I would. That person was you, Juliet, and I know all of this without having ever met you before.
you will make it through. for you it might need time (it did for me), it might need another love or a rebound guy (i wouldn't know - i never got the opportunity), but it also just might need you to simply live and take each day at a time... each day getting stronger, wiser, and more free.
don't let what happened to me happen to you juliet - PLEASE don't let what happened to me happen to you. don't let this eat you up inside... don't let it break your spirit... don't let it take over your life... you are beautiful. you are amazing. you are fabulous, baby. you are incredible just as you are and in complete control of your own life from here on out. we'll just all be here to help you along the way.
i know that the bomb that was dropped on you must have been a hell of an early christmas present - but please try and have a merry christmas tomorrow. i spent mine last year with aglass of wine, a bubble bath, and a self help book by the authors of "He's Just Not That Into You" that my MOTHER gave me as a gift... you don't want to be that pathetic... lol ;)
finally, please just know that you are appriciated and admired by a girl in Encino and that she is still forever in your debt for how much you were there for her last year... let me help you if i can.
take care of yourself - you deserve it.
Love always,
Mary Lane
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i must say it's a little much to ask me not to let this eat me up inside/break my spirit/take over my life... but you've just made it a tad easier by simply typing a few words and i can't deny that is inspiring.
thank you so much for trying to be there for me, especially now when i feel so completely alone. merry merry christmas, dear. it would be nice to actually meet you as we have attempted to plan a handful of times... good hugs are few and far between these days.
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