I have read countless of articles/letters/blogs about a girl thanking her ex-boyfriend. This is how I feel when I read it.
In that article/blog/letter they thank their ex for basically hurting them. I get that in a sense he made you stronger or made you realize your self worth, but it wasn’t him that did that. The situation did. YOU did. Don’t give credit to someone who had to hurt you for you to realize that.
You may be thinking, “oh this girl is just a bitter ex-girlfriend” or “oh she’s still hung up on her ex-boyfriend.” Well, I’m not. I am just tired of girls thanking their exes for breaking their heart. He hurt you. He did you wrong, and there you are writing about how you want to thank him for doing such terrible things to you that made you realize how independent and amazing you truly are.
Well, let me start off by saying that you are amazing. You were amazing before he came along, and you are amazing when he left. A lot of people soley live on the motto “just be the bigger person.” We listen to people who tell us to deny how we feel and appreciate those who hurt us because it changed us for the better, or it made us stronger. Another one (my favorite) is that without them knocking us down, we would have never gotten up on our own. Girls run the world, and no one can keep us down!
You don’t need to write or post about how over him you are and how much stronger you are now. Cry. Hate him. Drink wine. Eat out of the ice cream tub. It really helps (trust me.)
I will never be appreciative of a boy who did me wrong. I’ll never thank a guy for hurting me and putting me through hell. Sorry, I will not do it. Why should I thank him for making me feel bad about myself? I will never thank a guy who made me cry at night and made my eyes puffy the next morning.
I am totally not saying you can’t thank your ex-boyfriend for all the good things he did. For whatever reason it didn’t work out, you were with that person. You were with him for a reason. You enjoyed his company and he made you smile. I will thank a guy for making me smile, or making me laugh so much my stomach cramped. I’ll just never thank a guy for mistreating me.
Sorry, but not sorry.
