In the Name of Love Okay, I know we have all been through this one. After you’ve stopped dating someone, everyone in your life has to tell you how awful he was. “Did you know he was cheating on you the whole time?” “Did you know that he hit on me at my birthday party?” “The first time I saw him, I knew he was all wrong for you.” “He SO was not even cute!” You get the point. The initial purpose is sweet. It’s to boost you up, make you feel special and like you were too good for him anyway. But the internal conflict that you are experiencing is invisible to those around you. You start to think, Why? Why didn’t anyone tell me I was with Satan? Why didn’t anyone tell me as my life was dwindling away? And then you think, and why tell me now? As if I need more bad news on top off all the pain I’m feeling. Then you feel stupid for not seeing it. And it’s only then that you realize, sometimes the best good-bye is a nice one. Leaving yourself with a good memory will get you a lot further in the healing process.
