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First Love Never Dies

Dear S,

We talked this afternoon because you had poor results for your tests. I asked you why and you told me that you had a problem. When I probed deeper, you told me that you broke up with your girlfriend. I asked you if she's from the same school and you said yes. You told me that she found another guy (an older one) and she left you after being together for five months. This hurt you so much, that it even affected your studies. I told you not to take these things too seriously. And you told me, "But it was my first."

Ahhh...first love. We could have talked all afternoon about first loves, first heartbreaks, but I would not have fulfilled my role as your advisor if I did that. So I could only tell you that there will be more girlfriends coming your way, that you should just charge this thing to experience and learn from it.

I was just amazed at how a young boy like you can be so affected by one girl. But then I recall my own firsts and then I fully understand your situation. Things don't always go the way you want them to go. But things will be okay, things will get better. And a heartbreak does not always mean the end of the world. Look at me, I ended up marrying the first man who broke my heart.

So take it slow and enjoy. I was just glad to hear you say that you've moved on. :-)

xoxo,
Mrs. M

P.S. Happy birthday! :)

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