How I healed from my breakup.
My only advice is to make your life beautiful in your eyes.
Stock your fridge with colorful fruit and spend an hour picking out flowers for yourself. Buy lace curtains and sit in the sun.
Have a cup of hot tea in your and just write.
Write about anything that is silly and makes no sense.
Buy new sheets, the light pink ones with the ruffles. You deserve it. Take a shower before bed and use coconut shampoo. Laugh at how he would have hated pink sheets. This is your bed now, tell yourself goodnight.
Go back to school and learn. Buy expensive books and tie your hair back with ribbons. Don’t wait for a man to buy you those diamond earrings. Work hard, get a job you love.
Stock up on clean linen candles and keep one burning at night while you are reading. Read something good. Stay away from romance novels. Cosmopolitan is the bible of heartbreak.
Take all of the love you have for him and give it to yourself.
Take care of you.
One day you’ll wake up to the sun shining through your window
and your hair will lay across your pink pillow case and you’ll smile.
All of those days you spent crying will seem distant.
You’ll be okay.
I promise. I promise
(just do whatever the fuck makes you happy)-xo dah
Remove yourself from the situation, change it, or accept it totally. If you want to take responsibility for your life, you must choose one of these three options, and you must choose now. Then accept the consequences. No excuses. No negativity. No psychic pollution. Keep your inner space clear.
Enlightenment is ego’s ultimate disappointment.
Try to make every place you go a little better than it was before you got there.