How To Heal A Broken Heart (Or At Least Try To)

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How To Heal A Broken Heart (Or At Least Try To)

From Elite Daily : Lauren Martin 

There’s no known pain on this earth worse than that of a broken heart. No matter what the scholars say, there is a physical pain involved in having your heart ripped in two. A pain that stays with you long past the superficial wounds of a physical blow. Unlike a real blow to the chest or punch to the gut, this pain doesn’t go away. It stays with you, day after day, becoming a chronic ache.

When someone you love rips your heart out, there is nothing to do but weep and try to move on. Because life is pain and heartache is just another hard truth we must learn to face. Because there is no greater emotion than love and no greater sorrow than loss. But you must try to move on, getting over the relationship similar to how you mourn a death.

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The real world.

It’s my senior year. Three entire years have flown by and I will never be able to get them back. I feel so lost. I feel like by now, I should know who I am, what I want, what I want to do with my life. But I don’t. 

I lost the love of my life. I have seven months left before graduation. I am broke. I am in a substantial amount of debt. And I’m scared. I’m scared that no one else will love me. That I won’t figure out what I want to do by the time I graduate. That I won’t be able to support myself financially. That I won’t be able to pay off my loans. 

I’m not ready for the real world.

I guess I can’t complain though. My first two years of college were fun but were not memorable. Yes, I spent those years with the love of my life and I was so happy with him (for the most part), but now that I am involved in a sorority and I actually go out I have become someone completely different than I was two years ago.

I’ve lost respect for myself and am angry at myself for not being responsible when it comes to money. But I am 21 years old. I have to make mistakes to grow, right? I can’t use that to justify my excessive spending though. I’ve got to start budgeting and preparing for having to support myself financially. 

I’m not ready for the real world.

I always thought that I would be engaged by the point of my life; planning a wedding to marry my best friend. But I am alone and constantly throwing myself to anyone who seems interested and who wants to give me attention. It’s awful. I wake up every morning feeling sorry for myself because I am so insecure that I have a constant need of attention and affection. Is it so bad that I just want to take care of someone and be taken care of in return? I don’t want to face the world alone.

I’m not ready for the real world.

I’m not ready to be a grown up. I want to keep going out every Thursday night and party hopping on the weekends. I was too busy focusing on my relationship for the first two years of college that I only just started to enjoy the typical “college life”. I’m not ready for it to be over. And I’m definitely not ready for the real world.