I put everything else inside my head - any thought or distraction - completely distant to what I’m really focusing on. I think of the person I was in my highschool days, when I was working out twice a day, eating at least 4,000 calories and in the best shape I’ve ever been. I see that determined girl and I push myself to the ultimate limit. I focus harder. I ignore all possibilities of quitting. I tell myself that I can’t live knowing that I broke the goal I made for myself - the only way out is finishing what I started. So I go - I go harder than I ever thought I had the power to. I’m sweating, red, and ready to collapse - but I keep going. Until I count down the last 10 seconds 10…9…8…7…6…5……..4……….3……….2………1. BREATHE. It’s over. I can really live now.
You said you really love her but she broke up with you. You are angry and want revenge but that only means you really needed her but never really loved her. If you really love her you would be sad but grateful for the time you spent with her. You would let her go knowing that she will be happier elsewhere. True love is never a possession it’s a liberation.