Alright, let's roll this back to the time when you were bright-eyed, bushy-tailed and brimming with trust. You cared about things like making friends, being loved, loving someone else, and gazing at a future that looked like an all-you-can-eat buffet of opportunities.

And then? Wham! 

You got whacked upside the head with a 2×4. (Oh, hello there, reality. So nice of you to drop by.)

You realized that Pinocchio has some serious competition – people lie, to you, about you, around you.

You learned that when someone says, “I love you,” it could be synonymous with, "I love pizza".

The passion is real, but fleeting.

And the cherry on top of this shit sundae?

You learned the people closest to you could be secret agents of chaos.

Slowly but surely the illusion about the "goodness of people" gives way and reality tattoo’s R.I.P. on every inch of your exposed soul.

But here's the twist: This revelation is like biting into a jalapeño – painful and eye-watering, and yet, weirdly liberating.

You can either let people keep using your soul as their personal etch-a-sketch, or grab the tattoo gun and start inking your own masterpiece.

So, take life's not-so-subtle hints. Embrace the offer it's laying out.

What offer, you ask?

To evolve into a stronger, happier, more independent you. To form new relationships... dive into novel interests, or even, gasp, decide not to.

You see, life is a choose-your-own-adventure book, only with waaaayyy more unexpected turns and fewer dragons. (A bit of a bummer for me because I actually love dragons.)

The reason I'm telling you this is to help you see relationships like book chapters - some have cliffhangers, others The End.

That the death of any relationship isn't as much about 'death' but the 'change.'

We need change like plants need sunshine, like your phone needs a software update.

Change pushes us into the next phase, unfortunately, often with the subtlety of a bull in a china shop.

Because I cannot say this enough, but who you spend your time with is how you spend your life.

Which brings me to today's point.

No matter how torn up you are about the end of any relationship, please don't. 

Choose to trust yourself instead. Trust that you can bounce back, reinvent, and find genuine, fulfilling relationships. Trust that you're more capable than a Swiss Army knife, and you've got this, even if it seems like you're going solo. All you really need is time... and maybe some good ice cream.