A Slay Queen’s Guide To Breaking Up

I don’t need an awkward, stretched out conversations about parting ways especially not when the power of speech is in my hands. Of course, I just reach into my bag, pull out my smartphone and share my sentiments via WhatsApp.

I can’t stress myself over that.

Break-ups are just a part of life and sometimes it’s just time to cut and run.

So here are a few pointers on ending it without breaking a sweat.

I can’t be caught unaware by that guy. I need to be on top of things so that I can cut him off at just the right time before s#&@ hits the fan. Indeed, I can’t be paraded in a screenshot shared, retweeted and commented on, detailing about how my standards are too high because ladies just can’t break the glass ceiling. In addition to him mentioning that he wants a nice girl that can get wild like Riri. Rolling my eyes slowly. Sipping Tea.

I cut to the chase. By being blunt and letting him know that I’m definitely done & dusted. Notably, I’m sure that my red heels will never walk in his direction again. I don’t want someone trying to revive something that’s already dead. Likewise, I don’t like men that don’t understand that no means no. Certainly, I’m not entitled to act ‘good’ and beat around the bush because life is too short and stress causes wrinkles.

Don’t stay single forever. Yes, I’ve left just him & my feelings are little dented and raw but that can’t slow me down. The ocean is far, wide and deep. Certainly, I just need to keep my ears to the ground and my eyes wide open till I spot another.

However, don’t entertain anyone. When you’re single the world is your oyster and you can practically cosy up to anyone. I can’t let this be me. Moreover, it’s not a good look on me since I like my standards impossibly high. It filters out the wheat from the chaff. Surely, have you ever heard of a slay queen on a budget?  

Practise self-care. I do that thing that makes me happy without a care in the world. Too many people assume that slay queens don’t have hearts but we bleed just like everyone else. I can visit a spa or do some retail therapy to feel better. However, don’t eat away your feelings because why undo all those gym sessions. I mean let’s stay fit together because I need to be able to fit in my little black dress.

I believe in removing all traces of him from your timeline if it’s possible. Unless I just need to keep that picture I can think about using Photoshop to remove him from it. Delete. Block. Unfriend. Unfollow. Repeat the mantra because it’s a cold, hard world.