I’m actually feeling much better today about this whole “break-up” thing.

I’m coming to terms with the fact that, seriously, I’m not the one at a loss here. No one to hold me back. No one that needs their homework edited or their room clean. I’ll be much richer. I can spend more time with my family and girl friends. I can flirt back with boys when they flirt with me. I can go out to parties or other places without someone worrying about me every ten minutes. And I don’t have to get myself all worked up about not getting a phone call at a certain time, because it’s NEVER coming, and it doesn’t matter anymore! Eventually I will find the right boy for me. But right now.. I’m just working on me. I’m too much of pushover.. I am constantly doing things for other people and putting others first, without considering what I might want or what might be best for me. And come on.. that’s not right.

So while the sadness and loneliness comes up every once and a while, it’s becoming easier every day to realize how this could actually be a blessing in disguise, I guess.

Now, if only my car wasn’t spewing smoke out of the heating vents..