Become the person you would ideally fall in love with. Let cars merge into your lane when driving. Stick your tongue out at babies. Compliment strangers. Challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for an entire day, then two, then a week. Walk with straight posture. Look people in the eye. Ask people about their story. Talk to acquaintances so you become friends. Take time to marvel at the world’s little treasures.

The worst part of losing someone is feeling them slip away. It’s knowing that they’d much rather hang out with someone else than with you, knowing that they talk trash about you behind your back, knowing that they have so many other friends while all you have is them, knowing that you’re nothing but a weight they’re carrying around, knowing that they don’t care about you the way you care about them and knowing that you’re not enough. But then again, maybe you shouldn’t have fooled yourself like that. When have you ever been?

Do not allow him to consume you. If he does not call, go to sleep. If he does not message, put your phone away and have a fantastic day anyway. If he acts distant when you are with him and refuses to tell you what is wrong, don’t wait for him, go home and do something you love. If he tries to insinuate you do not need your friends now that you have him, spend more time with your friends. If he tries to teach you a lesson through the silent treatment, ignore him completely. If he plays with your feelings constantly, walk away from him. If he acts like your body is his entitlement when you are not ready, walk away from him. If he says terrible, unforgivable things and threatens to leave you after every argument, walk away from him. If he forbids you from doing anything you love, walk away from him. If he claims ownership of your accomplishments, walk away from him. If he demeans you or disrespects your being a girl and refuses to stop when you tell him it hurts, walk away from him. I cannot stress this enough, you live for yourself first. He is a secondary character in the story of your life. Do not allow him to turn you into a secondary character in your own book.

I think the problem is that we depend on our lovers to love us the way we should love ourselves