Let me invite you into my brain. It is a little bit complex. The one thing you will find out is that I am the type of person who cares too much. I get deeply embedded in people emotionally. I believe that we've all experienced being in a relationship in which the emotions play two ways; it can go high and low. For me, and perhaps yourself, emotions can suck. And it is worse when trying to mend a broken heart.
A few years ago, I experienced my first break-up. I still remember the phone call the exact day it happened. I was fooling myself in thinking I would be fine; however, the next day, all of the emotions hit me like a car speeding down the highway. I became miserable. She shattered me beyond repair. Every day, I would wake up putting on a fake face to appear happy around my friends and peers and toss and turn myself to sleep.
I returned home from work on one infamous night, and I walked inside to an empty apartment. I knew that my roommate was moving out, but I did not know when he was leaving. I walked in, sat in my chair, and starred off as I realized for the first time in my life, I felt alone in this world. The first time I would say I was depressed. Everything that I was before the break-up, she took with her.
The most hurting part of all this is I still care a lot for her after all this time, but the feeling does not seem neutral. And I feel tormented by these repressed emotions. I think that for a lot of us, no matter short or long the relationship is, there is that one person who leaves a significant impact in your life, and it is hard to let go of all the memories you two had, and the person itself.
Now, why am I telling you this? Because I felt alone during my break-up process, and I am here to guide you on how to handle it. It's not easy expressing how you feel sometimes. You don't know how your friends and family will react, and you don't want to seem like a burden to them—if you are like me, bottling up your emotions can be the worst thing. Let it out. It's okay to cry. Be prepared to welcome every emotion.
To our friends and family members, these conversations are not always going to be one-off. You might have multiple conversations, so please be patient. Be available, have an open ear, and a robust understanding of what they're going through. If you want to give advice, avoid saying, "You'll find someone else." They are not thinking of someone else at the moment. They are still grieving.
The most significant factor through all of this is time. Time can be a bitch. I wish I could tell you when these feelings of despair will go away, but I can't see into the future. You are going to have to sit with these feelings and deal with time for a while. The process may be short or long. Some people get over relationships very quickly. If it is a long process for you, keep your head up, stay healthy, and stay positive. It is a phase, and this feeling will pass.
We all react in different manners when it comes to our exes. The way we view the person today depends on how bad the break-up was. I have no hate and anger for my ex. Like I said earlier, I care too much. Relationships end sometimes, and working on repairing yourself afterward is a part of our path to grow as humans. The heart and mind are fragile and can lead us to dark moments of our lives. Think of it this way; there are days where the weather calls for clouds in the forecast, and it looks gloomy and gray outside. As the clouds turn dark and it seems a storm is moving in, the rays from the sun tend to shine through. That is you. Do not think you're the only person in the world going through the process of emotions with a broken heart. You're not. Behind the darkness, you will always have a brightness that will shine through. I promise you everything will be okay again.
And who knows. Use these emotions to motivate you to do something big and inspiring. ;)
This is catharsis. Good way to lay it out and let the thoughts and emotions have a breath of fresh air. This is what growth is. It is pain, recovery, nursing, then finally healing. Keep up the great work.