There’s a cliche that not a lot of people discuss, one I hate with passion. 95% of love stories have it. Usually there’s a person, 75% of the time it’s a girl who was heartbroken before. There was a guy who left her and she feels less confident and nearly unlovable ever since. Then comes the guy. He’s the main character. After a couple of incidents and probably some hate-love relationship, she realizes she loves him, and post some time together she realizes she’s strong, independent and beautiful. She realizes she needs no one to feel confident. And she moves on from the other abusive guy.
But here’s the problem. She doesn’t move on until she meets that other guy. She doesn’t realize her worth until she finds the guy who treated her right. And this spreads a very disturbing thought.
In order to move on, you have to find a replacement. Another guy to tell you how beautiful and strong you are.
Why can’t we move on and be strong without this new guy who acts as a “saving grace”? Why is moving on pictured only as hanging on another guy?
That reflects on society. All heartbroken people are waiting for this person who proves the previous one wrong. The one who is going to save you from yourself and your past – and show you your value.
Why can’t we be our own saving angels and save ourselves? Just realize you’re worth it, you’re beautiful and not because they said so, but just because you are. You were not born to be someone’s something, you were born to be you, and that’s enough to make you dependent on and proud of you.
And don’t wait for the knight in shining armor who’s going to touch you right. You are worthy of respect, love, and life all on your own. Move on for you, move on for your growth, for your happiness, for your life, the same life you should be cherishing most. If it comes, then one day, when you least expect it, there will come a someone who will love and cherish you as you deserve to be loved and cherished.
And I really encourage authors, filmmakers and media to stop portraying moving on and self-love in the shape of another person accepting you. No one can save you except you. And for the love of God, you deserve a million stars each night waiting for you.