Contributed by: An Anonymous Woman

Story from: Toronto, Canada



Just like these Disney movies, he was my prince charming and I was the innocent and young girl - just like Cinderella. He was everything that I ever wanted in a man.

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We dated for over a year and everything was incredible, just out of a movie (well the scenes where happiness and romance took over).

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On the 9th of January of that year I called him to wish him good morning as I did for the past 365 days but this time it was different - there was no answer. For 7 days I called and called with the same outcome - no answer. Until the 8th day when the phone was no longer in service and he disappeared without a trace.

Then I get a call from his closest friend informing me that my boyfriend has moved to a different country and for me to stop trying to get in touch.

To tell you I was shattered, would still be an understatement. How did this happen? Why did this happen? I was Cinderella with my Prince just 8 days ago, there were no signs of an evil witch or wizard anywhere. What happened?

I was drowned in pain , I was shattered, emotionally and mentally confused not knowing how could the past year of intense love and emotions all end in one second, no explanation no justification - nothing. 


With time I realized I had a choice either to let it kill me and be eaten by all the insecurities in the world, or I foster my thirst to heal and read every book to help myself and heart heal. 


The choice was very hard to make.

Because some days the idea of being victimized and staying in my bed crying my agony away was the easy way out.

On other days I was so desperate to get  out of this phase and forget all about it, to just move on.


Looking back at it now I think this was the best thing that ever happened to me as it made me deeply determined to be the best version of myself. My thirst for knowledge, expansion, growth led me to be guided by all these random signs in life just like when I walked into Virgin Mega Stores and was called to pick up this book “Who will cry when you die” by Rhobin Sharma".

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I won’t tell you what I learnt from this book as I urge you to read it and his other book “The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari” as they were both books that helped transform me and I am pretty sure they will for you too (at least I hope it helps you in some way)


As the universe works in mysterious ways and is really here to help us, I learnt from a friend that Robin Sharma was coming to the country I was living in at the time (a place that rarely believes in such self-help workshops). At that moment I felt like the universe was hugging me and walking me through the right steps in order for me to move on, of course I took it as a sign and I have attended the course.


There are many more elements to my story but my biggest lesson from it was to never judge a situation as is, sometimes when things are falling apart they are actually falling into place.


I still do not know what happened to my past “Prince” but I learnt from the worst abandonment story of my life, the most painful one because it had turned me in to the best version of my self. It helped me work so hard and to truly become what I always wanted to be - a successful, smart women. 

Kintsugi  (or  Kintsukuroi , which means “golden repair”) celebrates the is the centuries-old Japanese art of fixing broken pottery with a special lacquer dusted with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. Beautiful seams of gold glint in the cracks of ceramic ware, giving a unique appearance to the piece.  This repair method celebrates each artifact’s unique history by emphasizing its fractures and breaks instead of hiding or disguising them. Kintsugi often makes the repaired piece even more beautiful than the original, revitalizing it with new life.

Kintsugi (or Kintsukuroi, which means “golden repair”) celebrates the is the centuries-old Japanese art of fixing broken pottery with a special lacquer dusted with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. Beautiful seams of gold glint in the cracks of ceramic ware, giving a unique appearance to the piece.

This repair method celebrates each artifact’s unique history by emphasizing its fractures and breaks instead of hiding or disguising them. Kintsugi often makes the repaired piece even more beautiful than the original, revitalizing it with new life.


I still find myself sometimes terrified to fall in love again and potentially get heartbroken but with time the concept of falling in love is becoming easier because I know that I am unique and if I survived that shock, I could survive pretty much any form of a break up and am still despite the past am a strong believer in love ———- SO bring it on !

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