“I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible, and how it can actually ache in places you didn’t know you had inside you, and it doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends… you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong, or how you could have misunderstood, and how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he’ll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you’ll go somewhere new, and you’ll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again, and little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.”
– Iris, The Holidays
I know all women feel this way after being dumped and because of vanity or pride or other what-nots, we don’t admit it. But I also know it feels damn good to be honest and to admit that we’ve been hurt. That no matter how many distractions we make, there’s always this gnawing pain that would just not go.
I haven’t been dumped recently but I sure know how being dumped and how its after effects feel like (plus I just got pushed away by someone I really, really like – ouchy).
I know it’s mamaw late but to all the people who made me feel worthwhile again, maraming-maraming salamat 
Amazing 