Letter to D

 

1st October, 2025

Dear D,

Here you go again—alone, isolated, broken. Just like old times, you prefer silence, letting go, embracing the present, and hoping to move on. It won’t be easy—you know that. But one thing is sure: you’re going to be okay. Not now, but in the near future.

You’re not perfect. It’s these imperfections that have brought you to where you are today. You’re not easy to love, and that’s exactly what changed the game. Yet you’re not the most difficult person either, for you listen and act when told what’s wrong. It’s just that, at times, your silent cries aren’t seen or heard.

This time, I’m proud of how you’ve handled things. This time, you chose to accept what was said. You neither chased nor begged. You cried, yes—but you took those words seriously and respected the decision. You got tired of the arguments in the end. You managed to speak your thoughts even with tears in your eyes. You chose the hardest path—moving on and letting go.

It won’t be easy, D. You’re going to shed tears again and again. You’ll lose focus, feel less motivated, less friendly, and less inspired to do the things you used to love. You’ll feel alone many times during the day, you’ll feel down, and you’ll question your self-worth. You’ll feel less like yourself and more like another human being simply letting time pass without reason. In fact, you’ll still long for that person—and that’s okay. Believe that in time, the feelings will fade and the memories will soften. You’ll be more you again.

Just like the old times, remain strong and cheerful in front of the people you value. Give the people you work with the quality service they deserve. Show your family you’re okay. Reassure those who care about you that you’re thriving. They don’t need to know your whole story, but they do need to see you surviving. After all, you’ve always only had yourself to lean on.

This will change the course of your future, your plans, and your dreams. You were excited for so many things—not only to do them yourself but to share them. This changes that. It may take a while to accept it, because you had imagined and planned your future with someone in it. But accepting and living in the here and now will help you unlearn what you’ve learned these past few months. Take it slow. Give time time.

You tried, D. God knows you did. You put in effort even when it wasn’t noticed. You loved and trusted. In fact, you considered yourself one with another soul. But not all efforts are seen. Not all love is reciprocated. Not everything we expect comes back the way we want it. And with that, the blame is not yours alone. You’re far from perfect, yes—but you’re raw, and you’re evolving.

Be thankful still. You were never forsaken, never challenged without lessons hidden within. Continue to show up and do what you’re tasked to do. You have responsibilities and obligations to fulfill. Cry now, but don’t sulk for too long. Who knows—you might have needed this to strengthen you and reveal your own capabilities. You are strong. You can live life on your own.

Selfish? I don’t think you are. I also don’t think you have to defend or prove yourself. You can’t please everyone—not even the ones you thought would understand and accept all your flaws. Despite other people’s impressions of you, continue to do the right thing—not for others to see and appreciate, but for your own peace of mind.

To the one who has set you free—good riddance. It wasn’t an easy ride, but like all rides in life, it eventually ends. Ours just started slowly and ended quickly. I want to believe this is for the best. We will thrive as individuals and grow from this experience. And just like I said the first time you said goodbye two years ago—when the time comes that you smile with peace and a lighter heart, think of me for a second or two, as I wish you nothing but that moment to come. No hatred at all.

D, it won’t be easy. But this time, you’re not starting from scratch. You’ve been molded for moments like this. You can do this—bruised? Yes. Fatigued? Yes. With an ocean of tears? Yes. But at the end of the day, you’ll come out of this. Just. Push. Through.

The right man might not come. You may not even search for one after what you’ve been through. I know you’re saying you’ve had enough. I know you’re waving your white flag when it comes to love. But remember: love and life are two separate words with different meanings. You’ll find meaning in both. Just. Keep. Living.

And like we said, even this letter must come to an end. And as cliché as it may sound, endings can actually be new beginnings. A chapter closed is another chapter’s opening. Don’t stay too long in this phase. Cry, but persevere to smile again soon. You deserve to be happy, D.

Cheering you on,
D

*Thoughts on a gloomy First of October morning.