i couldn't wait

to share my pain.

unlike my previous experiences where i just curled up and sobbed my days away, i didn't this time.

i had learned that the quicker i addressed and acknowledged the pain, the less difficult it is to overcome.

unlike before, i wasn't ashamed or embarassed - i didn't do anything wrong.

i told everyone who knew about us. i tried to be as objective and as rational as i could, telling his side of the story as well as mine.

and their words of comfort embraced me like a warm duvet on a cold night:

(to my fear that i had bored him) : "was he that interesting to you all the time anyway?" (answer: no.)

"if he couldn't see or appreciate just how much you cared about him, then he doesn't deserve you. one day, he will regret it."

"even if it had gone any further, would you have really wanted a future with him? even after all that he has put you through?"

"you are a great, wonderful girl. he was lucky to have you for that short time in his life. you should find someone who will appreciate and cherish you."

"you got to him. he got scared. do you really want such a coward?"

"if this is just how he treats you and your relationship now, he's not the kind of man you want to be spending the rest of your life with."

"he's so selfish."

"he let you go. let it be his big mistake."

"you are better off without him. be grateful that he told you when he did and not later."

"love yourself. take care of you. forget about him. one day, you'll find someone who won't hesitate to love you and who will can't believe his luck that he found you."

"let him realise his mistake and come crawling back to you. then reject him." (this, i think, will never happen. but i love my friend for saying so.)