Before I met my husband, I was in a 4 year relationship with my high school sweetheart. I didn’t know how much abuse I was actually experiencing until I had decided enough was enough. I was afraid that if a 4 year relationship wasn’t going to work out, who would it work out with then? I was told by my ex that no one would love me if I left or find anyone else for that matter. 

Somehow I gained the confidence to leave because I felt being alone couldn’t be worse than how I was feeling with him. 

So I just took the leap and broke things off. We had grown apart and he went from “couldn’t wait to marry me” to “I don’t know if I even want to get married” so I knew I would be wasting my time with him. I also felt he was cheating on me (and later I had confirmed it) so I knew my time with him was up. I knew I deserved better and what I bring to a relationship, someone else deserves because the right person wouldn’t take this for granted or take me for granted. Little did I know what my love life had in store for me.

I met my husband in June 2009 while I was still with my ex. A mutual friend introduced us but we didn’t really speak except to say “hello” to one another and some small chit chat about gifts we had given to our friends for their daughter. Little did I know that I had just met the great love of my life. All I remember saying was “Damn he is fineeee” and going about my life. In October of that same year I decided to end things with my ex and I told my friend it was over. She confirmed for sure and I said “I know myself, I don’t take anyone back because things didn’t work out for a reason so why go back and forth”. That basically made her invite my now husband over to her house while she did the same with me and we had our first “get to know each other” meeting the day I broke up with my ex. After that day, it was a whirlwind of dates and getting to know each other. I never in a million years would have thought that the day I break up with my toxic ex, I would jump right into a relationship with my husband. I knew I was ready because I had been unhappy for 1 year at that point and knew I deserved exactly what the Universe was delivering to me in that moment. I did not know I manifested him. He proposed 2 years later and gave me the wedding of my dreams. 

My advice to my younger self:

I would tell her that she deserves only the best when it comes to love and don’t be afraid to take the leap sooner to find her happiness. She always had the power to change her life. 

Anonymous, 32 | Toronto, Canada