I'm writing to that girl. That girl with no boy.
Maybe you broke up with the boy, or the boy broke up with you. Regardless, you probably still cried. You definitely still cried.
At the moment you said, "lets just be friends," you couldn't for the life of you remember any of the reasons why you came to that conclusion in the first place. In that moment, you felt like it would've been so easy to go on emotion and say, "lol, jk" and go back to whatever you really needed to get out of.
At the moment he said, "lets just be friends," all you wanted to do was crawl into a ball and cry your eyes out. You never saw this coming, or maybe you did. But tears still came.
Oh, girl. I'm sorry. I am.
That's some of the worst pain you'll ever feel and I'm sorry you're feeling it now. It's the pain that leaves you feeling confused, mad, bitter, depressed, and hopeless. And it's ok to feel that pain. You're not crazy to feel like it's the end of the world, the end of your life, or the end of what you thought was going to last forever.
But, please, don't stay there.
In that pain, you don't see a way out. I know-- I've been there. Nothing but confusion is on your horizon and it scares you.
But there is a way out, there really is.
Your way out is remembering that your purpose in life is greater than falling in love.
If you've forgotten who you are, let me remind you:
You are a woman. You are strong. You are a child if the Most High King with extraordinary gifts and talents and passions. Your heart is kind and you are full of compassion. You are prayerful and disciplined. You are beautiful, absolutely breathtaking. You can move mountains. You can change the world. You possess the power of the Holy Spirit and you can do miracles. You command the enemy to flee because you are covered in the victorious blood of Jesus Christ. You are righteous, shining in His glorious perfection. You are virtuous. You are determined and driven. You are diligent. You serve with excellence. You are respectable, you are honorable.
And, Dear, you are loved.
Chances are, you will fall in love. You will meet a boy, love the boy, marry the boy, and have a life with the boy.
But unless you are dead and in the ground, you have your whole life to find that boy.
Don't spend your minutes worrying over this boy. Not because he's not worth it, but because those aren't his minutes to consume. They are your minutes to spend going on adventures, reading novels, finding your passions, focusing on friendships and family, dreaming big dreams, going to school, and doing life with Jesus.
Go take a shower and shave your legs. Scrub your feet and toes. Give yourself a mani and a pedi. Brush your teeth. Put on comfy pajamas. Drink a tall glass of water. Eat some fruit. Open your Bible. Play some Bethel. Get your journal out and write.
Say your name out loud and remind yourself that that is who you are. You and nobody else, for right now. Remind yourself that you are exactly who The Lord created you to be right at this moment.
Find peace there.
Find contentment there.
Find God there.
“You are a woman. Skin and bones, veins and nerves, hair and sweat. You are not made of metaphors. Not apologies, not excuses.”