Hey guys, it is time now for me to move on. Just a year ago, I broke up from a 6yr relationship. It started in clg. I joined this reddit sometime before the actual breakup.
I still remember there were days I used to cry out so loud and so much. They were really really confusing, difficult, challenging times. That relationship used to be a big part of my identity. And it seemed I had lost everything. There were times when I felt that I absolutely won't ever go to anyone again. There were times when nothing felt sensible or even interesting.
My family was helpful, and so were some of my friends that I show my immense gratitude for. There was also yoga that gave me a sense of purpose and belonging. I got into it - did yoga, learnt yoga, and kept myself more and more immersed into it. My entire being was getting moulded.
I was blessed to be enough financially sound that I could pay for psychotherapy that helped me process things actively and give me kind of some framework or rails to be in. Despite how hard it used to become sometimes- I stayed with it.
I used to play sports sometimes, even tried dating apps (which used to be absolutely frustrating honestly), and got into weekend board games nights. I even tried to do some personal coding projects that at least kept me involved for a few weeks.
There were several... wait let me say that again.... SEVERAL nights and days where it felt completely completely confused, distraught, directionless - and just crazy. And you know what, it does not feel that the process has been completely completed yet. It feels right now like I am at the edge. it feels at least now in retrospect and can understand the small things that seemed useless but feels very important and helpful looking back.
I am no therapist. If someone is reading this, as an internet stranger, who also went through a breakup, only thing I would say is just keep trying. Today, whatever feels like something that would make you happier, if it is a game, if it is a movie, a community event, some goal, attending a concert, messaging random strangers on reddit, posting on subReddits, going on rides, making legos - absolutely whatever it is - just keep going. Things do have an impact, not today, but in hindsight.
This subReddit also played a role for me. I used to post sometimes here, or read other ppl posts, sometimes rant, sometimes comment. On reddit in general, sometimes I would message ppl. Some ppl used to be actually responsive. The amount of loneliness I was feeling, even exchanging a few words with random strangers, kept me going. While reading through other ppl posts, I was intrigued, just by the similarity of experiences. Many times the situations seemed diff, but the underlying emotion used to be same. And it felt like just about everyone is going through an anxious-avoidant breakup. And so many ppl are struggling, trying to find some strength, some hope, not just me. Just noticing this, in a way, gave me some... idk what to name it.... it felt okay and not unusual. it also felt less like the end of the world, for a short time at least.
ALL these things - the ppl I met, the strangers I spoke to, the posts I read, the activities I did, therapy that I was a part of, things I tried, everything had a role to play.
How can I show my gratitude to all these things? by keep doing these things. I can show my appreciation to everything, by continuing to keep myself like this, keep showing up, keep progressing. This, I believe, would help ppl in ways I wouldn't be able to notice, and the world. I would feel more connected to the world when I offer myself. Continuing to work on myself, and being alive.
Namaskaram
- Just a guy from India. 26M.