Love it or hate it, Love Island is something which unites a huge part of the country, every night at 9pm.
Whilst it comes under a lot of flack for encouraging ‘the perfect body/face’ epidemic, it is what it is (as the islanders say every 5 minutes) and it is here to stay, for now.
This week, we saw the hapless Amy put her own mental health first and leave the villa, having been dumped by her 4 week long partner, Curtis. It took her only a day or two to get over the fact that her dreams of a future with this guy were shattered and to realise that he would be moving on without her, in front of her eyes.
Considering how hard she fell for him, I thought she pulled that around pretty damn fast.
So, she evaluated the situation and decided that, regardless of the romantic outcome, they had shared a good friendship once and to preserve that (and spare her the agony of watching him ‘crack on’), she would have to leave.
She made her peace with him first, made sure he felt no guilt or responsibility, then she said her tearful goodbyes and she left.
And I think we should all look to her as an example to be honest.
She tried on the heavy cloak of bitterness and anger, it didn’t feel good so she moved on to peace and acceptance and most importantly, put her own happiness and self-worth first.
She didn’t try to pretend she wasn’t devastated or broken. She was open and honest, no matter how foolish she knew she would look.
She could have stayed, played the game and cracked on to find another ‘love’, but she knew she had found the real thing already (in her mind anyway) and that her heart needed time to heal first.
Had she stayed in and tried to compete, tried to hide her pain, tried to become like someone she wasn’t – she would have done herself some serious damage.
We are all the main act in our own lives ladies.
No dress rehearsals, no warm up acts. No second best interval-fillers.
The main thing.
We are worth it.
And it’s worth waiting for.