I'm crying again but not for the same reason. This time, these are happy tears.
The "thing" (as my friends and I have started calling it) is still a sore subject for me to talk about but I'm surprised at how quickly I'm starting to get over it. I didn't expect to feel better so soon after the "thing" but I am and it's all because of all the love I keep receiving from friends and family.
I've been a mess lately. I wouldn't be considered as good company these last few days mainly because I've been stuck in my head all the time thinking about all the what ifs and trying to make sense of my feelings. I was hurt and disappointed and I felt crappy about myself. It sounds so pathetic on paper (or on screen, as the case may be).
Well, I realized that I was too caught up in my own head that I did not really appreciate the amount of love and support that I got from my friends and family. For that, I am very sorry. Even if I was a shitty friend these last few days, I would just like you to know that I am grateful that you've been here for me through this heartache. Your words of comfort broke through the shell of despair I was wallowing in. I didn't realize it at the time but your unwavering friendship gave me the push I needed to dry those damn tears and pick myself up. If it weren't for you guys, I would probably still be in crying my eyes out in bed and feeling all kinds of sorry for myself. I am humbled. Truly. Your encouragements mean the world to me.
If there's one thing I learned from this whole experience, it's that trying times are the true measure of friendship. I guess I needed to break in order for me to see how much I need others to help put the pieces back together. If it weren't for what happened, I think I'd still be the same arrogant girl who thinks she can do everything on her own. Where we are weak, others are strong for us. That's what makes friends such valuable players in our lives.
Not once did I feel alone through the whole process and I don't think I'll ever feel alone. This experience showed me that there'll always be people who got my six through thick and thin. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
The "thing" (as my friends and I have started calling it) is still a sore subject for me to talk about but I'm surprised at how quickly I'm starting to get over it. I didn't expect to feel better so soon after the "thing" but I am and it's all because of all the love I keep receiving from friends and family.
I've been a mess lately. I wouldn't be considered as good company these last few days mainly because I've been stuck in my head all the time thinking about all the what ifs and trying to make sense of my feelings. I was hurt and disappointed and I felt crappy about myself. It sounds so pathetic on paper (or on screen, as the case may be).
Well, I realized that I was too caught up in my own head that I did not really appreciate the amount of love and support that I got from my friends and family. For that, I am very sorry. Even if I was a shitty friend these last few days, I would just like you to know that I am grateful that you've been here for me through this heartache. Your words of comfort broke through the shell of despair I was wallowing in. I didn't realize it at the time but your unwavering friendship gave me the push I needed to dry those damn tears and pick myself up. If it weren't for you guys, I would probably still be in crying my eyes out in bed and feeling all kinds of sorry for myself. I am humbled. Truly. Your encouragements mean the world to me.
If there's one thing I learned from this whole experience, it's that trying times are the true measure of friendship. I guess I needed to break in order for me to see how much I need others to help put the pieces back together. If it weren't for what happened, I think I'd still be the same arrogant girl who thinks she can do everything on her own. Where we are weak, others are strong for us. That's what makes friends such valuable players in our lives.
Not once did I feel alone through the whole process and I don't think I'll ever feel alone. This experience showed me that there'll always be people who got my six through thick and thin. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
