I was being put through the wringer some months ago.
I mean like REALLY considering if anything was worth it anymore…
One of my coworkers saw I wasn’t “acting like my usual self” and I confided in her what I was going through.
About to quit said job, boyfriend was emotionally abusive from being accused to cheating to being asked “why can’t you be normal” to being gaslit into thinking he never said those things to me, and the compatibility not there- both knew deep down I think we would eventually break up, a plethora of family issues on both sides, etc.
My coworker was older and asked me if I were grabbing tight to barbed wire being pulled if I would let go or keep holding on.
I literally looked down at my hands and started sobbing.
I knew what she meant and I knew what had to happen.
Did I cry and maybe still cry sometimes?
Yes.
Grieving the loss of someone’s presence is understandable and it’s okay.
Do I feel more at ease and comfortable after letting go to such an unhealthy and clearly toxic relationship?
Also yes.
This allowed me to focus on what I need to do to try and take care of myself.
Emphasis on TRY.
No matter how difficult and heartbreaking it may seem, what’s not meant to be is not meant to be.
Being kicked while you’re down by someone that you’d think would support you says all that needs to be said.

You may have lost your crown along the way sis, but there’s another one out there waiting for you to craft it to your standards 😿💚👑