(a different kind of) struggle

Break ups suck. That just plain suck. And there's nothing that helps expect acknowledging that they suck and time. And also supports. But it's tough. It's easy to tell yourself or say that you "hate the other person" but that's rarely true. I think a lot of times we will say that because we don't want to deal with the pain. Because they are a really great person. They have a lot of great qualities and that's why we were in a relationship with them in the first place. I think it finally started to hit me this morning when I walking into my apartment and saw that the only stuff left here is mine. I noticed what's gone. It's hard. It's fucking hard. "If we cannot be together, can we at least not hurt each other?" This is my goal for now. To hurt as little as possible. It should always be a goal for everyone. I'm focusing on it right now as my goal because it's good to be reminded of these things. And because it's the only goal I can think of that makes sense. <3