To all of you girls (or boys) that are reading this because the title caught your attention, then welcome to my world.

To those of you that were like me for so long I just want to tell you that one day you are going be okay. Actually scratch that, you are gonna be better than okay. You are going to be happy. Like everyone who has reached their teens and early twenties, you have experienced heartbreak. For you, though, that heartbreak doesn't seem to be going away. It tears at you for the longer you endure it. You may have been told "Time heals all wounds" but for you, that's just a load of crap. You may not understand why you can wake up in the morning completely fine, but are crying into your pillow at night. You may have begged god, went to therapy, tried to erase him from your life, spent the proper amount of time mourning, but nothing has worked. It's like he has become a piece of you.

That piece of him that is now you hurts. It hurts a lot, doesn't it? Perhaps you have become paranoid. Every time you meet someone new you immediately think any chance with them is doomed. Do you now have a special kind of anxiety that anytime you are out and about you avoid any place that has a memory of you and him together? Do you have a blacklisted playlist on your phone? You know the one that you made for him when you were dating? Did you throw out any piece of clothing that he told you that you looked good in? Have you started wondering if you are broken? Like, do you get those horrible whispers in your ear that if someone you loved that much didn't love you back that you would never be perfect for anyone else. Have you started telling yourself that as long as you are "enough" for someone that you will be happy?

I want you to know that you are not alone. There are others walking around with gaping holes in their hearts just like you are. There are others that don't know if they will ever be in love again or if they even deserve that. I've been there. I was there for about two years. This time two years ago I was bumping into the person that changed my life forever. It has taken me two years to put back all the shattered pieces of my heart that I could find. It has taken me two years to realize that I am a full person and that the piece of "him" in me was really just another piece of me. It's just a piece that will always love him. I want to tell you that you shouldn't be ashamed for not being able to just bounce back and move on like your friends did. I want you to know that it's okay to feel like your world is off center for days, months, or even years.

But there is something else I want you to know. I want you to know that you are not broken, no matter how much it feels that way. I want you to know that you should never settle for being "enough". I want you to realize that life keeps going even if you feel frozen in a state of grief. One day you are going be sitting in the car with the windows rolled down and the wind and sun blowing through your hair. The radio will be blaring and you are going realize that you are happy. Now I'm not going lie to you and say that you won't have days where you still miss him, but you'll begin to realize that even though you miss him, that you no longer need him to feel whole.

Hang in there with your head held high,

Sincerely, the girl that finally got over him.