Moving on is hard

I’m thinking about life and how I ended up like I’m right now.

I’m happy, I feel good. I accepted myself and I understand things better than a few years ago, I guess I’m getting older and maybe you can say wiser? I learned how to adapt and how to make life a bit easier. I’ve changed a lot over the past five years. The biggest change I made was right after a breakup, I decided to take control of my life and to study abroad, the best decision I’ve made so far.

The thing is that I’m the kind of person that is nostalgic. I love to think, talk, dream about the past, I’m not good in moving on. Moving on is something that’s not natural to me, I can’t just pull a switch. Time will heal all wounds, that phrase is exactly the way I deal with things, give it some time. Honestly I’m done with giving things time to pass by, to move on. What’s the point? I guess this is something I need to learn in the future, moving on.