Recovery

Advice I Needed, But Never Had

No one's been honest with you and that's what you're scared. You won't let him all the way go. You're leaving the door cracked for him to come back in. You won't shut him all the way out for the fear of there still being a small chance. You don't want to ruin that small chance. And this is because all you've ever been told is "He'll come back" or "He'll realize what he had" or "Give it time." Poor girl, no one has been honest with you but here I am and that's what I'm going to do.

Delete his number. You're not using it. You shouldn't be, anyway. Don't talk to him because there's nothing to be severed from empty conversation and you'll look foolish when he doesn't reply.

Delete his pictures. From your phone anyway. You don't need them. You just get sad when you look at them, and it's okay. But you can choose happiness. So print them out and put them in a box in your closet and delete them. Choose happiness.

Don't think about him. Don't cry about him. When you see something that breaks your heart, curse his name and take a breath and carry on. Do you honestly think he ever spends more than a minute with your name on his mind? Now why should you be so upset over him?

Don't wait. Kiss that other damn boy that wants to kiss you. Don't leave that door cracked. Slam it. If he wants you he'll work to get it back open. If he doesn't want you enough in the end to try, fucking lock it.

Don't expect the best either. There are chances he thinks about you and will miss you. But there are also chances he doesn't miss you and never will. Chances are he's simply out of love, or moved on. Chances are it's over.

Don't waste your youth away on boys who do not care.