When To Move On?

Yesterday, I spent my lunch hour trying to comfort my friend Tasha who was going through a rough patch. Her boyfriend of four years suddenly broke it off with her with no explanation. She said that he was happy and had even talked about them moving in together. I was utterly confused. How does one go from picking out wallpapers with their significant other to nothing. No calls, no texts, just nothing but questions left unanswered. After days of trying to contact him only to get voice mails and one word replies to her texts, she finally gave up and consequently broke down. As she attempted to fix her run-down mascara I was met with the all-time tough question: When is it time to move on? Usually I can dish out any kind of dating advice successfully but this was one baffled me. I had my own problems relating to the question and I also needed an answer. Whenever a relationship or even a friendship ends, there's a reason. No person wakes up one day and decides that they want to end something with someone for no reason. I think what is bothering her the most is that.... she doesn't know the reason why he left her. It's one thing to breakup with someone- but it's another to leave them without an answer why, I mean, doesn't he at least owe her that much? It sucks when things like this happen and the only thing that is left is that person trying to figure out what was wrong with them... why weren't they enough to keep you... How can someone be this part of your life only to rip it away as if it was some band-aid. How can this person be the thing that you were searching for only to leave you behind without a second thought It's a depressing feeling to think that you might be the reason why someone doesn't want to talk to you anymore and even worse when you don't see it coming. One minute everything is happy and the next it's just... nothing. And you're alone again, back at square one. I wish I could give her the right answer...I wish I could give myself the right answer... but is there really one?
So I did my best and told her three simple words- when you're tired. When you're tired of trying to figure out the answers and hoping that something will change,it's time to move on. When you're tired of being depressed about it, it's time to move on. When you're tired of being scared of being alone... it's time to move on. It's going to hurt but, like most things, it'll pass and after the clouds have passed and you feel that first ray of sunshine, you'll wonder why you were even bothered over it.

But, hey, I'm just a girl who doesn't like to see her best friend upset.

So guys, when do you think it's time to move on after a breakup?