I’m sorry to deceive you but this post probably isn’t going to help you get over a breakup. Just like the hundreds of posts I’ve read this week haven’t necessarily helped me. It’s a learning process. I feel like I’m 100 years ahead of the girl in this photo, crying with my friends at a Trdelnik shop and then posing for this photo to send to my friends at home to say “I’m okay I have cake now”. So yeah, step 1 is just eating cake and crying.
This time of the year is unfortunately associated with some bad memories for me and I think about the past a lot, wondering what I would change if I was able to. So I’ve decided to give some advice to my 16-year-old self. Besides not bothering with the haircut.