I used to HATE the “plenty of fish in the sea” line - it never comforted me because I was upset about that one fish, so I didn’t really need to hear that there were other fish out there. What if I didn’t want any of the other fish? What if none of the other fish wanted me? It felt like a way to just brush off heartbreak.

When I met my now husband it clicked into place for me. Sure, there are plenty of other men out there that I could have pursued or considered. But being with him makes it much clearer how many fish I should have thrown back in the water much earlier on.

“Plenty of fish in the sea” shouldn’t have ever translated to “it sucks you lost that fish, but there is someone else out there for you, just keep fishing” to me. I should have translated it as “when I catch a fish that treats me terribly, I shouldn’t hesitate to release them back into the water”.

A new relationship may not be just around the corner. But that shouldn’t mean you hang on to this fish just because you’re nervous you may not be able to catch another. You can and you will, and eventually you’ll look back and be dumbfounded you didn’t throw her overboard the moment you saw those texts.