I’ve always heard that your rebound is not someone to keep around, but what if your rebound was better than your ex? Well, it’s true. In most cases, the rebound turns out to be your worst mistake. They are rude, crude, and absolutely horrible. They treat you wrong and make you wish you never broke up with your ex. On the contrary, there are some cases where your rebound could turn out to be the love of your life and there is nothing wrong with that. Sometimes the first person you go to after a nasty breakup is the best thing that has ever happened to you.
My rebound is better than my ex. My “rebound” is handsome, brilliant, and hardworking, while my ex was just overall questionable. My ex never seemed to be happy with our relationship and I never seemed good enough. Suffering from depression, I was dumped because “I just wasn’t happy” as if dumping me was going to make me any happier. He didn’t seem to care, though. He would rather watch me drown by myself then give me the time of day.
My ex seemed like he was forced to care about me most days. Talking to me was another task he had to complete throughout the day. He would rather play video games than go on a date with me. He would rather hang out with his friends for a week than even acknowledge my existence. It was to the point where I would talk to his best friend more than I would him and I was okay with that because talking to him just made me more and more depressed.
It fell apart as quickly as it started. It was over by the time I knew what had happened.
Someone came into my life again at that point, and I never thought anything of it. Who knew this guy would actually be my “rebound” in my relationship? I surely did not expect the whirlwind of hope that came with this newly found relationship. It was like I was an entirely different person. Probably because I was an entirely different person.
My rebound was there to pick me up when I fell. He helped me through one of the roughest points in my life. He made me feel as if I wasn’t crazy, and he comforted me in my time of need. He did everything he could possibly do to put a smile on my face, even though he knew it wouldn’t last long before the depression would sink in. It was like he knew exactly what to do to pull me out of my depression.
Shortly after we began to officially date, my anxiety and depression hit worse than it ever had before. I could barely function on a daily basis anymore. I was breaking down more and more by the day. He sat by my side, though. He made sure I was never alone and I never suffered silently like I would have with my ex. I became his number one priority. I honestly can never repay him for everything he did for me in my time of need.
Today, my rebound is my fiance. We are set to get married in this coming November. I couldn’t be happier. I still suffer from depression and anxiety, but it is a lot easier for me now. I have good days and bad days, but with him, my life is so much better. I am marrying my best friend, which is more than I could’ve ever asked for.
So yes, sometimes rebounds are not the worst thing on the planet. Maybe, just maybe, they may turn out to be the love of your life and the path to seeing the light again.
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