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Walp, a year ago this morning I was walking into my boyfriend's apartment as he was walking another girl out. Cryin' my eyeballs out, nauseous as all get out, and praying time would just fast forward so my heart would stop physically hurting. This marks a year of being single, a year of independent growth and experience, and learning how to just keep on keepin' on. I never believed people when they said it'd get better, but damn, does it.. and then some. "I've finally realized that sometimes you lose the good things in life to make room for the great things."