Turning Bad Experience to fuel series:The break up

I don’t love you anymore. I love him now.

I could hear my heart shatter.

I was dumbstruck. I couldn’t feel my legs. It was unbelievable.

She was supposed to be my soul mate.

I told her to leave the place. I didn’t want to cry in front of a girl. I was heartbroken at that time.

But she decided to stay back and explain why exactly she cheated on me and how wonderful her new boyfriend was to which I patiently listened.

I wanted to shout at the top of my lungs and cry.

I wanted to tell my mother everything.

I told her again to leave. She finally agreed after a long explanation about her cheating on me and all the things that they did behind my back. She blamed me for that.

I still can’t believe she blamed me for her unfaithfulness.

I bid her farewell and decided never to see her face ever again.

I cried for hours, for days, for months. For six months I cried to sleep. My mother knew about this. She started pasting motivational posters in my room. She wanted to cheer me up but it was no use.

I became a living zombie.

I lost my concentration.

All I can think about was how well she was doing in her life when I was struggling to move on in my life.

I couldn’t eat.

I couldn’t listen to any love songs.

I got jealous every time I saw a happy couple together.

But the best part was I was barely 15.

A fifteen-year-old guy who should be focusing on his 10th board was struggling to move on from a heartbreak.

I cried in front of everyone who tried to console me. It was so humiliating.

I became desperate. I tried asking closest friends of mine out which jeopardize the relationships.

I came to know who were really there for me and who was pretending to be there.

I noticed my mother getting upset quite often because of this behavior of mine. I could see pain in her eyes. That’s all I could’ve taken.

She cheated. Why on earth would I waste my time on thinking things which would never happen.

I decided to stop overthinking.

I decided to let her go from my mind.

She had no right to play with my mind anymore. No more.

She manipulated me into thinking that it’s my fault she cheated. The blame is all mine she said.

I decided to think against it. It was her choice to go to someone else.

It wasn’t my fault.

I decided to use success as my revenge. I decided to stop giving her space in my mind.

It changed my life. The change in my thinking & perspective eventually made my life better.

That’s when I realized I’ve grown up.

That’s when I decided to respect my self-respect rather than a particular person.

It made me realize that nothing is permanent.

And the most important thing is I learnt is to be selfish sometimes.

It’s been almost six years now and I can see big differences between how I used to be and how I am now.

A short fat geek who was afraid of talking to people just because he was overweight and had poor command on English has turned into a presentable individual.

She made me realize not everyone is worth your love and efforts.

I learnt to find happiness in small things in life. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t have gone so far in search of my hidden capabilities.

If we’ll ever cross the road ever again, I will thank her for leaving me.

She made me stronger.

The inspiring story of Anand.

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