Eventualmente, você vai se cansar de falar sobre a pessoa que partiu seu coração

There came a point in my life when my ex became old news. The misery he caused my heart eventually faded, but it took years to do so. I can thank the help of boys who posed as men; the 40-somethings that used me for one-night stands, the cashiers who texted me at midnight with a flashing “wyd” message grabbing my attention.

Posso agradecer ao ano inteiro de terapia que me ajudou a compreender que a culpa que sentia pelo fim da nossa relação me estava a consumir mais do que o trauma da nossa relação em si. Mas o que é que ajudou-me a ultrapassá-lo Apesar das noites mal dormidas e dos olhos vermelhos, o que mais me marcou foi o simples passar do tempo. Detesto ter de vos dar esse cliché, essa frase demasiado usada mas verdadeira.

Time is what will heal you: not how many people you date while you’re taping back the valves of your heart. It won’t be falling in love again because when I felt like I was ready to take that chance again, I still felt wary of what love could do to me. Levei um ano inteiro com o meu atual noivo para aprender a confiar novamente.

We argued—not over the big things but rather the small, seemingly insignificant things that you wouldn’t think people would argue you over. What those tiny little fights taught both of us was how much we had been hurt in our previous relationships. Feeling secure, as simple and as natural as that, seemed like a foreign concept to us for a while. We couldn’t trust that if the other person was mad, it didn’t mean that one of us was going to stand up and leave. I look back on those early years and how mangled we both must have been to have never known true security in a relationship before we met and fell in love with each other. It was tragic.

So it took time for us to heal despite being on this new journey together. The heart is a vulnerable part of us and when it gets broken, it doesn’t just feel it—it encompasses every bitter part of that hollowness. Sente cada fissura, cada mentira, cada equívoco, cada ato sujo e cada momento em que essa confiança, esse amor, foi enganado.

Ultrapassar isso não é uma situação que se resolve de um dia para o outro. Mas há-de ultrapassá-la.

You need to put the time in to be sad. It’s necessary. You need to have countless nights where you cry yourself to sleep. You need to make foolish decisions.

Tens de descobrir da maneira mais difícil que o amor pelo qual lutaste tanto não era o ideal para ti. You need to find out he’s dating someone new and you need to go through all the pain that comes with that. You need to face the guilt, the hunger for someone new and you need to chase that new found sadness until you’re tired of it defining you.

O desgosto cura-se sempre.

Believe me, it will not happen when you want it to. The happiness will begin, not when you want it to, but when you’re ready to enjoy it. Real love is out there and I assure you that it’s worth waiting for. You’ll get through this difficult time and you’ll wake up one morning, with your cup of coffee growing cold and the love of your life in the bedroom down the hall.

It’s at that moment you’ll feel happy that you endured the misery of what that old love, that old heartbreak once caused you. Porque, nesse momento, nada mais importará: nem o passado, nem mesmo o presente, mas o futuro.