At first I thought the hardest part of a break up was missing what you had. You replay all the good memories, all the bad, and all the ugly. Eventually you make enough sense of it all to understand separation from your S.O. was necessary and maybe even inevitable. Coming terms to all of that has definitely been a struggle, but for me the most challenging part has been letting go of all the dreams you built around that person.
As summer slowly fades, I’m excited for a change in season, but I’m also gut-wrenchingly sad because it’s not at all what I pictured a few months ago. I pictured playing in the backyard with little ones on labor day weekend, trips to the apple orchard, playing in leaves, and carving pumpkins. These are all little broken dreams that I’m trying to come to terms with. But I’m trying to hold on to hope that I’ll experience those things again one day—and they’ll be even better. Without the guilt, fighting and drama. #riseupandshine - 3 hours ago