Recovery

You're Going To Be Okay

It's not gonna be easy. It never is. It's going to hurt so bad that when you rake one step out of bed you'll hear your heart crack and you'll take in a deep breath and it will feel like your lungs are empty and no air can seep in. And that's okay. It's going to feel like you have no one and that you are all alone because you poured everything into them and they took it and scattered it around everywhere. You'll feel empty, lost and alone. It's okay. You're going to bed God to just let you die some nights and when you wake up you're going to cry for an hour straight, you'll cry until you're empty, and even then you'll still cry because you're even more empty now. That's okay, it's okay to cry and beg God to take your life away and you're going to want nothing more than to die. It's okay. You're going to look in the mirror and see the dark circles under your eyes and see your cracked lips and you're to want to break the mirror because you haven't used cherry chapstick once since he left and that was his favorite. You'll miss his kisses and you'll miss the sleep you used to get every night and you'll wake up every morning with chills because you can't stand another nightmare of losing him. The nightmare has become life and you won't want to face reality anymore, and that's okay. You're going to experience heartbreak over and over again and I want you to know that it's okay. You're going to be okay. I know you miss them, I know it's painful but you're strong and you can make it through the hardest wars and the darkest nights. You heart is whole and they only ever added on to it. I know it hurts without their add-on, but you're okay. Take a few deep breaths and go take a shower and think of all the happy things. in 7, out 8. Repeat after me:

I am good enough.

I am going to be okay.

I am whole without him/her.

I am going to be okay.

I deserve better.

I am going to be okay.

You're gonna be okay.