Hate being single.

I broke up with my boyfriend last week. Even when I know it is the best still hurts when I remember him. The first two days I felt fine but I cried a lot the third day. I guess it is the abstinence syndrome. He was my best friend. I really enjoyed his company.

Still he is just another man in this world full of them, maybe I will be sad one or two months but later I will be fine. I really always knew that I was too much for him. I will find a man that really loves me. I have no intentions to think that I will never find a man like him or to be depressed. I refuse! I refuse! I refuse! It is not the end of the world.

The thing that I really hated of my break up is that in a moment of desperation I thought that I was not enough. How in earth we put a man in the top of the world and let him to run our lives? For a moment I let him be the owner of my future. When we lose a loved one, why we allow ourselfs to feel like life has no longer sense?

In a point I felt so miserable that I thought I could never be happy again. LIES! Those are lies that we create. A break up with someone is a door that has infinity of opportunities behind it. An opportunity to love yourself, to enter to that class of guitar or dance that you ever wanted but never had the time, to start going to the gym, a chance to know better persons, to travel to a new place. Anything and everything you want.

Put your head up, start to think in the future, work in becoming a better person and in some point, when you least expect it, love will be in front of you again but in the body of someone better. Now smile.