“You go from “I am so afraid to lose him” to “I think I’m dying because I lost him” to “I will be okay without him” to “My life is so good, I don’t care if I ever see him again.” Years will pass and you will forget what made you stay. You will only know how freeing it is to say to his place in your memories, but never to his face, “You will never hurt me again.””

— You will wash your hands of him and the pain will be worth it. Don’t give up. (via achingchest)