Moving forward...3 days later

Well, I've decided since yesterday that I have to be responsible for myself. Its been 3 days and I know I have to keep moving forward with my life. I ultimately am the one responsible for my own happiness and I have to believe that and live that daily. I will wake up, get dressed, put my makeup on, work all day, and do what makes me happy. I will not be a victim and I know that things will not be the same anymore, and I accept that. Change is good and that is essential to make things work. I am in no way forgiving or forgetting what happened, I am just living life and adjusting to how I need to live. Its so sad to me that I have to be so guarded now. Eggshells don't feel so good under my feet.

I am so sad for what was lost, but I foolishly hope it can be found again. Isn't that always how it is? Hoping for the best and believing in someone so blindly? Love is a very complex thing and makes me wonder sometimes why we love people.