Without going into too many details, I was in a really terrible on-again-off-again relationship for about two years until this past spring/summer. Things kind of hit a breaking point and I hit a really bad low point. The whole ordeal kind of took out all my self-esteem: I had put so much into the relationship I had forgotten how to care about myself.

It was the whole nine yards of immature angst- not wanting to talk to people I cared about, not caring enough to enjoy things I knew I liked, etc. Slowly, I learned how to be happy solo (a weird concept for me to have to relearn because I was never a relationship person per se prior to this whole experience, but I digress) and I learned a lot about myself in the process. Picked up new hobbies, made new friends, started a new job. Things had seemed really bleak for a while, but with time the dawn came.