I’m not really sure how to start this. To be honest, I never thought I’d be writing a letter like this to you. For the longest time, I truly believed you were the person I would spend my life with.
It’s been a while since we started having no contact, around nine months, I think. Recently, I heard from my mom that you’ve already moved on and found someone else. At first, I didn’t know how to feel. But after sitting with it, it made me realize that maybe the five years we shared didn’t mean the same to you as they did to me. Maybe, in some ways, you had already left long before we actually ended.
I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t still some pain or that I never felt betrayed. But at the end of the day, if you’re happy, then that’s what matters. I don’t want to hold on to bitterness or hard feelings anymore. I think this is the part where I finally accept things for what they are and allow myself to move forward too.
So, I sincerely wish you well and the life you’re building now. I hope it brings you the happiness you’ve always wanted.
As for me, I’ll probably be moving forward with med school in the next few months if I pass. Maybe in a way, choosing this path became my way of rebuilding myself and finding purpose again. Life has a way of pushing us into new directions, and I’m learning to accept that.
Maybe someday our paths will cross again, and when they do, I hope we can look back on everything with peace.
Take care, and good luck with everything.
-Heisenberg