You are not pathetic for reliving old memories in your head and trying to pinpoint the moment when it all went wrong.
You are not pathetic for imagining different futures where you two ended up together and lived happily ever after.
You are not pathetic for loving someone who doesn’t love you. You are not pathetic for being human, for having feelings. You are not pathetic for being heartbroken.
You might hate yourself for missing him, but it’s okay. You’re allowed to feel the way you feel.
Don’t try to control your emotions. Just allow yourself to feel what you are feeling.
Remember, you’re allowed to be upset about him leaving. Even if things weren’t official. Even if he was an asshole who doesn’t deserve your tears.
You’re allowed to hate him, even if he claims that he did nothing wrong. You’re allowed to feel like he led you on, even if he swears you’re reading too far into things.
You’re allowed to worry about whether or not you’re going to run into him at that restaurant he used to take you to. You’re allowed to wonder what he’s doing at that exact moment and whether he ever thinks of you, too.
You’re allowed to stay in bed all Sunday, because you can’t find the willpower to get up and get dressed. You’re allowed to mope around for a few weeks.
You’re allowed to whine about him to your friends. You’re allowed to drink a little too much and cry a little too hard. You’re allowed to break down.
You can be a strong, independent woman — and still be hung up on another human being. Your heartache doesn’t make you lesser. It makes you normal.
Just remember, you are going to survive this. And you are going to come out more confident than you’ve ever been before.
It might take a while, but eventually, you’re going to accept that he’s gone. You’re going to realize that life without him is actually better than life with him.
Eventually, you’re going to move on. But for now, you’re allowed to be upset. You are allowed to miss him.