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Mentally Tough


I started out the year very unhappy. How did I leave it?
Mentally Tough Beyond Belief. 
"Chlöe we shouldn't be friends." 
Said one of the people who I admired most in this world.
Who I wanted nothing more than to be her best friend.
Heartbreak. 
This girl was mean and terrible. But I loved her....
"Chlöe you're grandmother has died."
Said my mother on the phone.
My grandmother was a foe to the family. 
We hadn't spoken in a year and a half. 
Heartbreak.
This women was a terrible tyrant. But a living legend. But I loved her....
"Chlöe my biggest fear is losing you."
Said my boyfriend who I was about to break up with. 
We weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, we were friends. But he didn't know that's all I felt for him.
Heartbreak. 
I wanted nothing more than to stay with him, in a different way. Because I loved him...
"Chlöe I just feel like I can do better than you. If I were to be with you, I would just be settling."
Said the boy who I fell so incredibly hard for right after I moved into college. 
He played the guitar, was deep and mysterious...but didn't want to be with me.
Heartbreak. 
I can't tell you how much I cried about him. Because I wanted to love him...
"Chlöe I applied to live in my sorority house, but didn't get it."
Said my roommate who I thought had my back and like living with me. And she didn't tell me she applied to move out?
She was my best friend and wanted to leave me?
Heartbreak.
I was mad for a day, then just numb. Because I loved her....
How did I leave the year? A person who was afraid of nothing and nobody. If people want to walk out of my life here is my response: 
Drive safe. 
I am grateful for the friends who stayed with me through it all. 
My amazing boyfriend now.
My studies.
My family.
All the people who still love me. 
I don't fear change anymore. Everything is exactly as it should be. I move on from things. Period.
I am a refined person. And I couldn't be happier. 
 
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