acceptance: possibly the hardest thing to master. when you’ve truly accepted something, it doesn’t mean you dont think about it anymore. or that you have no more feelings. it means allowing yourself to feel, being aware of your thoughts. acceptance means letting what is be; not trying to change it. i think that’s always our first urge, fight. when something hurts you like a motherfucker, you just want it back to the way it was. you just want it everything the same, before anyone got hurt. me, i always want to go back to right before i fell in love. it’s always fun and games til someone falls in love. so you do everything in your power to fix it. you text them relentlessly, call them, sob over old pictures of the two of you kissing. the next phase is probably denial. “we’re not broken up. of course they’re never going to get over me. we still have a chance,” you’ll think. well, the raw, painful truth is this: it’s probably over. and even if you do stand a chance, it’s never going to be the same. and as much as that hurts, it’s true. things change. people change. and all you can do is feel. all you can do is think about the good times. don’t text them, but don’t burn that picture, either. eat that bowl of pasta, but don’t have five. call a friend. and move on. it will happen.