Self Respect and Dignity

When we continue to let someone in our lives repeatedly hurt us, we are saying to them that they matter more to us than our self-respect and our dignity. In order to take a stand for ourselves we must be willing to part ways with people whom we know that we’ve given a significant amount of chances to. Though letting go can sometimes cause us a lot of pain, it’s necessary for us to provide the best future possible for ourselves.

/re -posted from the web, don't know who the author is, but if you do, let me know/

No Regrets

I'm not grieving and mourning as what I have anticipated.
Maybe because I was preparing myself of things to come long before it happened.

What I saw and uncovered last Tuesday dawn was just a confirmation of my gut-feel.
I felt the sting of pain but that was just it - a sting.
I couldn't even say it was a blow.

There are moments where I feel weak and miss the person...but I always bounce back instantly.

I have never been as sure with my decision to leave quietly as I am right now.
I am leaving things behind, no looking back, no regrets.

Closure? I already had mine.
And him? God bless his soul...may he go forward as I am speeding ahead.
Being kept in the dark, cheated on does not need any sort of closure.
I take it as it is, logic now tells me to move on

No regrets for loving someone who needed to be loved...
No regrets for choosing happiness...
No regrets for leaving at all behind and fixing myself...
No regrets...for all that has happened are part of the destiny that awaits me.

...Was Never Mine...

I avoided blogging for many weeks now.
I tried to suppress all that I am still feeling...
...I feel that there is a lump in my heart that has been trying to get out and it's getting bigger and bigger inside.

They said that to move on, we should try not to dwell in the past...to let go of it and not think about it anymore...
...But how can you NOT think about it when it is the only thing that matters?
How can you possibly let go of something...when it has never been yours?