Why moving on is hard

World, please forgive me for the following post. It is easily the most girly, angsty thing I have ever written. My apologies, but I've just been laying in this hammock all day and this is what laziness breeds.



Moving on is hard because moving on means admitting that you were wrong. Moving on says, hey, I'm really happy without this other person even though, at one point, I thought this person was the root of my happiness. Moving on acknowledges that someone is happier without you and that their happiness is greater than your consistency. Moving on means tearing up a schedule that you thought worked for you, it means living without a schedule for a while. Moving on says that you wasted time that you thought was well spent, time you cannot get back. Moving on is hard because we all try to make decisions and jump to conclusions that we think are right and it's embarrassing when that is not the case.

But, then again, what do I know? I've been wrong before.