“Burning the bridge was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but now we can live.”

It’s a year since I’ve seen you in person.

I’m not trying to make this a really sappy post, but I’d just like to take the time to reflect and be thankful for all the changes that has happened since. 

So yes.. It’s been a year. I think we tried our best, don’t you? Our long distance. Having that 10 hour time difference, not being able to call each other, having poor internet connection at times, having school and other family matters in the way… It was crazy. I honestly don’t know how we made it as far as we did. It’s amazing how much we sacrificed just to keep it going. 

Then, we started coming to our senses that our situation was very unrealistic. The irony caught up to us. I was starting to realize that I had the right person at the wrong time, but I was too scared to let go. Too scared of not trying hard enough.

So you cut the ties first. But speaking from my perspective now, I’m glad you did. Because within that time, I found myself. I took time to do things that I wanted to do. Most importantly, I strengthened my relationship with God, and I finally gained that peace of mind that I’ve been lacking for what seems to be years.

All of this was definitely for the better, and to be honest, I hope you see that I am doing better. I’m happy. I’m doing things on my own, and doing things for me… and I know that’s all you wanted. I’m glad we’re still friends and that you still treat me with the same respect that you have had since the beginning.  

If I had one last thing to say, it be this:

Thank you for helping me become someone that I am not ashamed to be.