The end of an old life and the start of a new life

I just broke up with my fiancee of 7 years. I’ve spent a quarter of my life with her and we’ve been through everything together. It wasn’t working out and it turns out that it hadn’t been for a long time, so it had to come to an end. I don’t regret anything and I’ve learned more than a few life lessons. I don’t really want to get into listing a bunch of bullshit breakup cliches about how empty I am / blah blah. Everyone who has been through a breakup knows what I feel like.

However, I am not going to be that guy that mopes around forever. I’ve done my share of crying about this and I’m done. I’m not a person that hangs on to negative feelings and I’m not going to do that here. I see that it had to happen and I fully understand why. I think I made my peace with it before it even happened.

I’ve been down lately, but working out has really helped to keep me from really getting down into the depths of depression. Yesterday morning I hit an all-time low in my life in terms of feeling depressed. I forced myself to go to the gym and had a great workout and I came back feeling a lot better.

I’ve always tried to see the positive in everything. I’m trying to see this as an opportunity to refocus my life and kick myself in the ass with regards to working out and my career. I’m still young and I have a lot to accomplish. I want this to be the start of my new life. I’m going to keep moving forward and working on myself.

I am not worthless.

I am not going to give up on myself.

I am going to be OK.

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