The Beauty of Love

Chapter 8

After five months, I finally got out of my shell. When I returned to manage the café, I became a workaholic again. Everyone missed me, and I felt the same way about them. They were so glad to see me smiling and laughing again after everything I went through.

I am okay now. I haven't fully healed yet, but I'm feeling better. The pain is still there when I think about it, but I have learned to live with it.

In the process of healing, I had many realizations. I learned that everything happens for a reason. That some things are destined to really happen to teach you a lesson and make you a better version of yourself.

I admit, healing is a different level of pain. It's the truth that forces you to realize you have to let go of all the memories. It wasn't peaceful at first. I felt so empty, with a void in my heart that no one could ever fill. But in the end, I felt great.

There were multiple relapses during the process of it all. On random days, I let myself cry when the ache suddenly comes back. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I try to forget about him... I see him in everything I do.

Everywhere I go, I am reminded of our memories.

When a man looks at me in the eye, all I see is him. It's like experiencing mixed emotions. Being reminded of him in every small thing, yet feeling nothing. Somehow, it just reminds me of the past, even though I'm trying so hard to let it all go.

The truth is, healing isn't linear. It has many ups and downs, but I know I'll get there soon.

When my college friends found out about our breakup, they showered me with thoughtful messages, and I appreciated each one of them. Sometimes, they tell me about what's happening in Andrei's life, but I'm choosing to ignore every detail about him.

They told me he's been miserable since our breakup. When I heard about that, I didn't know how to react. Because how could he be miserable when it was his choice in the first place?

Of course, he's only feeling guilty about what he's done. Not because he lost me from his life.

Even though we're still connected on social media, I have no desire to stalk him or find out what's going on with his life right now. I'm not interested, and I haven't forgiven him yet.

I am moving on and moving forward. Learning about his life won't help me, so I'm ignoring everything about him. Details about him will only stop me from healing completely and keep me from finding peace.

I don't need his presence in my life anymore.

We don't speak anymore, and that's a very good thing. I'm focusing on myself and my business. The sessions with my mom really helped me a lot. I will forever be grateful to my parents and those who genuinely care for me.

Right now, I'm doing the things I enjoy and love. I'm busy with life's blessings, and I'm not complaining. After everything I went through, I learned the importance of treating myself well and not blaming myself for something that isn't my fault.

I'm so proud of myself for not giving up despite it all.

Acceptance. It is the most important thing of all. When I miss him, I remind myself of all the bad things he did to me and accept that we will never work out again.

I always remind myself that he never loved me because if he did, he wouldn't have done anything to hurt me. You don't hurt the people you love, it's a fact.

I know now that it's for the better. I realized that I don't deserve that kind of treatment from anyone. Although I keep seeing symbols of the love we once shared everywhere, I know I made the right choice.