A Heartfelt Journey Forward
Some days, it’s tough to keep pushing forward, especially when the one person I wanted to share my life with no longer cares, and I’m left with no idea how she’s doing. It feels like I’ve been cut off, abandoned—and I have to remind myself that “it is what it is.” But that doesn’t make it easy; some days, the weight of it is harder to bear.
Despite it all, I’m pouring everything into bettering myself, working hard to grow into the best version of me. I hope that, over time, the ache will fade, and I’ll fully accept the truth—that she’s gone, and I might never see her again. It’s been a slow journey, but there’s also a clarity: the person I miss isn’t even the same anymore.
After my manager’s meeting, I’m tackling a mountain of inventory work, all part of pushing forward, of keeping busy. Still, there’s this lingering wish that she was around, a hope that we could just talk like we used to. I miss the simplicity of those conversations. But it’s not meant to be, and I know that.
I still have this project we started together all those years ago. That’s one part of her I’m not letting go of. I’m determined to see it through, to finish it for both of us, even if I have to do it alone now.