Heartbreak to Hustle : What a Valentine’s Day Breakup Taught Me

Valentine’s Day. A day of love, flowers, overpriced dinners. Unless you’re me. Then, it’s the day you get dumped in a restaurant while holding a box of chocolates like an idiot.

I didn’t see it coming. One second, we were ordering appetizers. The next? “I don’t think this is working.”

Silence.

I thought it was a joke. It wasn’t.

The Immediate Aftermath: Shock, Confusion, and a Whole Lot of Questions

I asked, “Why today?”

The answer? “It just felt like the right time.”

Right time? Seriously? On Valentine’s Day?

I left the restaurant in a daze. Checked my phone. No new messages. No missed calls. Just the reality sinking in — I was single on the most romantic day of the year.

Pain Is a Brutal Teacher

That night, I didn’t sleep. My brain replayed everything. Was I too much? Not enough? What did I miss?

Then, a thought hit me.

Why was I making this all about me?

The Truth About Relationships