There is no true feeling worse than a broken heart. I’m sure many of us have gone through one at some point. I thought I had experienced all the heartbreak I would in my life, but boy was I wrong…I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to punch holes in walls, but mostly I feel this calming sense of numb most of the days. I think I haven’t exactly processed everything, mainly because I’m too focused on finding an apartment, finding work, and getting back on my feet. And the times that I do sit and think, well to be honest they aren’t great. I’ve shed some tears, I’ve gotten angry, and I’ve even sat and thought about the good times. Truth is, I know this ending is the best thing, and I’m not necessarily angry the relationships over. I’m more so angry that I was so naive to think forever exists, that love is enough. But it isn’t. That was a harsh reality to swallow.
They say time heals all things, and I can only hope that’s true. Nothing in life prepares you for walking away from a long term relationship. But some of us have to make that unfortunate journey in life, and that’s okay. It’s all about what we choose to do with the pain I suppose.