Moving on

It's never easy.

After all, I'm an idiot who is so stubborn I can persevere on something for 8 long years, so yeah, it doesn't make things any easier for me.

During the past two days, I've done my fair share of thinking, pondering and gone through my share of depression. Every friend who saw me in that state had tried to cheer me up, give me advice, and told me to go forward. Seriously, I'm thankful to all of them. If not for all of you, I would have had to go through this alone. These past three days with all of them, shopping, skating and being reckless, chatting and hanging out... it helped me go through with it.

It's times like this, I realise how mentally weak I can be. And how useless I can be without my friends around. Like a certain someone said, I can be "socially deprived".

"Don't stay at your current state, move on.", "Time heals all wounds.", "Nobody said it would be easy to move on, but you have to do it eventually." etc. I've heard these lines so often this few days that they seem cliche. Seriously, it's like listening to broken records.

But nobody said I wasn't listening, or heeding the advices.

I'm going to try. Nobody said it was easy. I still have a pounding feeling in my chest whenever I think about it. I don't want to let myself remain like this. Stagnant, useless and clingy.

I'm moving on.

My feelings were real. I was being serious. But I will respect your decision.

Let's just be friends.