When I was 20 years old I started dating this guy that I met in high school at my senior prom. Our relationship latest for about a good year and a half. If you’ve been a Smiley (thats what I call my supporters) you would already know some of this story I am about to tell. Anyways I thought our relationship was perfect and that we would be together forever. I was already planning my proposal (I know I was crazy) and when we would get married. I had a whole time line set up for us. We were both graduating the same year from college and we both wanted the same things …..well I thought we did. Anyways fast forward to December 2013 HE BROKE UP WITH ME! I saw it coming because we ended up going to two different universities which was 4 hours away from each other and things were never the same since we weren’t able to see each other as often as we did before.
At that point in my life I was not myself. I found my self in the bathroom on the floor of my apartment crying, not eating, not sleeping, and drinking way to much alcohol. I remember one night sitting on my bathroom floor crying and asking God to help me not be this person who cries over a guy. If he helps me get through this I promise I would never let myself be this person again.
So let’s fast forward to 3 years later. Exactly around the same time in December 2013 he broke up with me. * BIG SIGH * Dang its been 3 years already. I never thought I would get over this guys and look at me now I live life everyday not thinking about him or even stumble upon the memories we had together. They say that to heal a broken heart you need to go through all four season with out that person. That came and went and I still felt like I had feelings for him. The one thing that helped me get over my broken heart was traveling. After I graduate college last year I decided to pack my bags and travel the world. I have been to Spain, Italy, France, Germany, England, South Africa, The Netherlands, and I am not done yet.
Traveling helped me discover so much about myself and what I really wanted in life. I don’t think I would of been happy being married to him like I planned. I love that I can just get up and go and not have to worry about anything or anyone. That girl in that relationship 3 years ago was not me. I guess I saw everyone around me having babies and being in love and I thought it was my turn. I was 20 years old ……like what the hell. Being abroad for a whole year has thought me that its okay to be 24 and single and no kids.
Just the idea of waking up in a new country every few months distracted me from the pain that I was feeling of not being wanted. The funny thing is I was always wanted I just needed to figure out by who and where I was wanted. I hope this helped anyone who needed it. It was just my way of getting myself back. Sometime you just have to leave the place that hurt you to put the pieces of your broken heart back together again.