Surviving After Breakup - what i learned was true love





Hi this is my first and last breakup story I don't know why she hated me -truth was still unrevealed. This was happened on that day (at first it was my black day / Now best experience understanding real love (my family and brother) ). I was back home after finishing my day . I was very tired and yearning for good food. I ate and texted her that I reached home safely and slept off. I woke up again at 8 PM and checked my mobile. She was online, but didn't reply. I was taken aback, we had a lot of misunderstandings and fights, but this was something that never happened in our two years of friendship and one years of relationship.A series of stupid moves followed: Called her. *No response* Called and texted again. Called and texted again. Called and texted again and again and again until I heard - The mobile you're calling is currently switched off. Texted all her friends. None replied. Called all her friends. None picked. Agony pitched in. All negative thoughts except breakup filled the mind. Woke up to a call from her friend. She said - She has someone better in her life now. You're nothing in her life now. Better move on. Convinced myself it is untrue. Called her again and again and again. Cried for hours. Heard my phone ring in another room. Ran, slipped off, fell down and broke my teeth. It was her. She said - you know what? You're a bag of shit. You don't deserve me. You mean nothing to me. I HATE you. Please, don't disturb me. Collapsed. Cried harder. Respected her decision, but couldn't accept that it has ended. Didn't eat. Didn't sleep. Lost around 4 kgs in a month. Took a solo trip. Learnt many things, but didn't learn to accept reality. Disconnected myself from the world. Didn't talk with anyone. Ignored friends and brother (my best friend too )calls. Days were hard. Nights were harder. Packed my bags and went home. Refused to eat for two days. My family broke down and begged me to eat. They kept asking what had happened to me. I ignored all the questions more than 20 days. I came back to bed and asked myself if she was worth all this. The answer was a big no.I accepted that she's gone and never going to come back again. I realised I was going nowhere with what I was doing. I started: eating and sleeping properly. Watching thousands of motivating videos online. Reading books. Interacting with people wiser than me. Playing with kids. Hoping that life'd be better someday. Trucking with my brother I am back to normal , my family was happy with my activities . After that Many good things started happening my life . Those movement remind me some good lessons now i am happy with what i m doing. Lessons learnt: Never EVER love anyone more than yourself. Only parents love unconditionally. Always accept the reality. Denial is an absolute waste of time. Time heals almost everything. Hope gets you through everything. It took me six months to overcome. It wasn't easy. It was tough, but I was tougher. My friends often suggested me to smoke a cigarette or have a drink saying it would make me feel better. I never tried it. Probably, that was the wisest thing I did during that phase of life. Worst Movements are not means to hurt you .it teach you to learn some thing new. Cheers!