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A love letter from our intern, Olivia….

I started following @sundays_are_for_lovers in the midst of a blossoming relationship. I had met someone that my journal entries describe as being “perfectly designed for me by the universe.” We were entering the mushy phase of wanting to spend every second together but being slightly careful not to. We explored New York City together and planned a trip to Havana for a weekend, clinging to each other through my poor Spanish (his nonexistent) when our Airbnb’s water stopped working.
 
Through that time, @sundays_are_for_lovers was like the air under the Instagram wings of my relationship, reaffirming my belief in true love and the most romantic of sex and coupledom. The quotes that follow each post that are culled from famous authors and reader submitted thoughts on love, serve as almost constant reminders that there is depth, lightness, and constant possibilities for growth within the best of romantic relationships.

“I have late night conversations with the moon. She tells me about the sun. I tell her about you.” @sundays_are_for_lovers

And now they also guide me through each phase of my break up.

Still talking to the ex but trying not to talk; the two of us having to remind one another continually that we must stop talking.
 
Tears while having a final conversation around the fact that we must stop talking. 
 
Silence.
 
Relief.
 
Rage at all men who exist on the planet and who attempt to engage with me romantically despite my expressions that I am not ready for this. 
 
Self-education, through books, about the nature of relationships and of male behavior.
 
A brief, elated phase of: I AM DATING MYSELF! How exciting!

The urge, when I am at my very strongest, to reach out to this person I just broke my own heart over.

Shortly thereafter, an intense spiral/vortex of the kind of shit I did not even know I had within myself, as well as anger at things I did not even know I was angry at:

“Contacting you feels like being tempted to touch a wire with 10,000 volts in it – you know it’s going to hurt but something makes you want to do it anyway.” @sundays_are_for_lovers

The realization that there are some things I could work on myself.

Sadness.

More relief. 
 
There are more spirals to get through before the pain is over, I know, but I do know that when I need a little pick-me-up, Sundays, as I colloquially refer to it, is there.

“Two people don’t have to be together right now, in a month, or in a year. If those two people are meant to be, then they will be together somehow at sometime in life.”@sundays_are_for_lovers