Sometimes, Breakups Are Just Necessary

Have you ever come across a life event that turns out to be the worst and yet the best thing ever happened to you. Well, for me, it was a breakup. A relationship that I nourished so fondly, the many I loved like I love nobody else, the moments that I think I'll still cherish till the end - I was leaving it all behind. For what? Let's figure it out.

This man - who I loved like crazy - was always in awe of me. I am sure he still is because I still am. And this was the perfect relationship I could ever have. I still doubt if I'll ever find someone like him again. We laughed, shared everything, did things to make each other feel special and whatnot. It was like a perfect rom-com movie going on. But then, you'll ask why I had to end it. Well, I had my reasons.

We both lived in small towns and our towns are hardly 45 minutes apart. I found a job in a city while he managed to secure a good job in his town. We were in a long-distance relationship for like 8 years and we were still happy. He used to visit me every month and I guess that was kind of enough for us. We used to facetime a lot and kept each other updated on whatever was going on in our lives.

And then, eventually, we had to make the most important decision of our life – Getting Married. I know how bad I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this man, but I couldn’t think of my life in that small town for the rest of my life. That was probably the only thing we used to fight about. He was very satisfied with his job and his life. On a free day, he was okay doing nothing at home or sticking to is PS4 all day long. On the other hand, I wanted to explore world, live at different places around the world, make new friends, start my own business, and do adventurous things. We were totally opposite in that case and that was when we decided we should go our separate ways.

Okay, I was devastated and was the bad one because I decided to end this relationship. Trust me, it takes a great deal of time to get through a breakup. It was worst for the first few weeks. I craved to hear his voice. He used to call, but I didn’t pick because I didn’t want to make it harder for him. God knows how hard I try to control my midnight urges to talk to him. I cried like crazy. Then one morning, I just woke up and decided not to cry anymore. I asked myself what was the main reason why you ended this relationship – that was because you chose your happiness. So, why aren’t you happy now. You wanted to travel, right? Go plan your first trip.

And there I did it. I planned my first trip and never looked back. Yes, I do miss him – more than you can ever imagine but then I am thankful that I left him because I wouldn’t have this fulfilling life anymore. I can do whatever I want, be wherever I wanna be, and create the life I want.

I know many of you will criticize me and think I took a bad decision. Well, no, this was not the fact at all. In case I agreed to get married to him, I would have lost my job, my independence, I had to live like his parents wanted me to and for the kind of woman I have been, I would have let this affect my relationship with him. I would have blamed him for this boring and aimless life. I would have blamed him for not being able to fulfil my dreams. At a point, I can still imagine I could have made it happen because he understands. But in the small towns where we live, his parents would never have understood me or my dreams. They have a certain point of view on how daughter-in-law should live and I was not okay with any of it. At the same time, I would have not been able to disappoint them because that’s the way I am.

In the end I am happy with countless of happy memories with him, and amazing life. I have been to so many places, already in the process of setting up a new business, exploring the world on my own with the hope thagt I will soon find someone less like him and more like me as I proceed to my adventures.