Even though it happened a few months ago, I remember everything perfectly.

I was working out at the gym, trying to calm down from arguing with my then-current boyfriend. I tried to ignore my phone so that I could cool off for a bit, but that plan never worked because we just kept talking. Eventually, after about 30 minutes of sending bickering texts back and forth, it elevated to the point of no return – he broke up with me.

When it actually happened, I was in the middle of biking. Most people probably would have stopped and ran to the bathroom to cry, but because I’m completely obsessed with exercising, I maintained my composure for the five minutes I had left.

When I finally left the Rec. Center, that’s when it hit me – my relationship of one year and eight months was over, dunzo, kaput. As I was walking back to Warde, I tried to choke back the tears, but my eyes slowly started to water. It was a good thing that I didn’t bump into anyone I knew.

I know this is kind of depressing, so I will try to lighten the mood for a moment. As soon as I was inside my room, I looked in the mirror and saw the tears pouring down my face. And would you like to know what that reminded me of? Dane Cook’s comedy skit about crying. I just kept picturing him pretending to weep and saying, “I did my best! I did my best!” and “This is what I look like!” Don’t even act like that’s not funny, because you know it is.

So it’s been several months since all of this happened, and I’m OK with it now. Sure, he broke up with me. Sure, it was done through a text. It happens to the best of us.

Here is where my advice starts. You don’t need to be in a relationship to be happy. I am perfectly fine being single, because I don’t have to worry about any kind of drama like before. I’m not saying that dating someone is a bad thing, but don’t try to force anything. If someone likes you, that’s good. If they don’t, it’s not the end of the world. It took me a while to realize this, but better late than never.

This is not an article about me lashing out about being alone. I guess it just doesn’t bother me one way or the other. It all goes back to being who you are and not changing for anyone. If you have feelings for someone, just be yourself and go from there. Never try to be the person you think they want, because your relationship won’t work out. Trust me.

It’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Am I right? Absolutely.