Recently I’ve been writing letters to the man in my (distant) future, but this one goes out to the guys of my past.
You’ll probably never read this. And even if you did, you might not even know it’s about you. You might not even know that I liked you… or that you’re “one of the guys it didn’t work out with”. Maybe you do know. Maybe you hurt me, or maybe I hurt you.
It’s okay though, I’m not here to dredge up the past, point fingers, or lay any blame.
That’s right. I want to thank you, the guys that were wrong for me.
It wasn’t you. It wasn’t me. It just wasn’t meant to be.
And for that, I’m thankful.
So thank you, for not being the right guy for me. I might have thought you were right at the time, but it took stepping away to see clearly, and now I see it clearly wasn’t right.
Thank you for when you said and did the right thing… or didn’t. There were so many times that my own built-up expectations led to my own disappointment, even when you didn’t do anything wrong.
It’s a lesson I’m still working to accept. People aren’t perfect, and they will disappoint you.
Thank you for the times you were there for me. Some of you were great friends and showed me that guys aren’t all bad.
Because of you, I look forward to future relationships.
Thank you for the times you weren’t there for me. Because when you weren’t, I learned how to be okay on my own, and I became a girl that doesn’t need a guy.
Thanks for being “the guy” in a chapter of my life. You’re a part of my story. Thanks for being the guy I wanted around, for challenging me, and for balancing me out.
It’s difficult to say this, but thank you for the time it took to get over you.
It wasn’t easy.
It may have taken a few tears, some good friends, and a lot of Taylor Swift songs, but I learned to move on, and I’m stronger now. (I also learned that Taylor’s got a song for everything.)
Taylor Swift isn’t the only one that gets it, Fall Out Boy does, too. Best put by their song, “thanks for the memories, even if they weren’t so great.”
I’m not thankful for the times my heart ached because of you, but I forgive you. Whether or not you’re sorry, or even know what you did.
If I had to do it again, I wouldn’t change a thing.
Thanks for teaching me some of my hardest lessons.
Things won’t always go my way.
I won’t always be liked.
Relationships are hard work.
My worth will never change because of my relationship status.
I don’t need a boy to make me feel beautiful.
Thanks for when you helped me feel beautiful and when you cared for me well.
I hope I helped you be a better man.
A younger-me might’ve never said this, but thank you for being a guy it didn’t work out with.
Because of you, I gained the perspective that there is someone out there meant for me.
And no offense, he’s not you.
You don’t need to know the real impact you had on me.
Or how much I used to think about you. Or how much I hurt because of you.
Or that certain songs still remind me of you.
You never will know.
Again, I’m not here to re-hash the past. I’m here to say I’m past the past.
I’m over it.
I’ve grown a lot from it.
I’m the girl I am today because of it.
I’m not mad because of it, (at least not anymore…) And I don’t regret anything.
There is a time for everything (Ecclesiastes 3:1), and I’m glad it’s not my time for you anymore.