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Dumped...

It finally dawned on me why I've taken this breakup so hard.

I got dumped.

This is the one of the first times in my romantic history that someone has said to me, "Yeah...I'm done with you." And to be clear, there have been times when relationships have run their course. But this is the first time I've been blindsided by a situation that I thought was good.

I got dumped.

I'm guessing this is what the guys I've left behind feel. When they think they've done their best...and I don't agree...and I put plans in motion to get out, they, too, feel blindsided. But this time...

I got dumped.

I've had several relationships end. All of them, actually. And I didn't want all of them to end. Who wants to be single? Certainly not me. But when they got bad, I got out. Because even though I don't want to be single, I'd rather be single than be in a bad relationship. Maybe I wasn't in a bad relationship, but he was. Rather than tell me, he just bailed on me. Which only means one thing.

I got dumped.

Now that I realize what happened to me, I have to figure out how to move on. How to not internalize the pain and rejection and move on to a place of hope and healing. I have to understand that being dumped isn't the end of the world -- even if it did the world as I knew it at the time. I have to accept the fact that my love didn't measure up to what he wanted or could handle.

I got dumped. But it's not the end of my story...

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