From Our Readers: For All the Broken Hearts Out There
When your heart breaks, it is as if there is no vivid coloring that is present as of the moment. Everything fades to black. A meteorite might hit planet earth yet all you could feel is the pain, the melancholy, the dampness on your cheeks.
And trust me when I say that I know what it feels like.
The heavy showers are my tears, the thunder is the sound of my breaking, the lightning is the representation of the cracks he gave to my heart.
So beautiful, so terrifying. I know there'a reason why I love storms.
It's hard to accept the fact what he can do to your heart: Either he'll never know it, will never claim it again, never notice it, or played with it. And at least, one of the items above, you have experienced it.
You could sing "Forget about me" at the top of your lungs, cry your heart out, feel the melancholy seeping through your bones, but nothing could change the fact the he will never come back.
They say you have to "Stay strong and move on". It's bot easy. It's very hard, especially if you consider the intensity of feelings you have invested in that person. But, it's not impossible.
Loving someone is already a risk. A risk because you don't know what the other person will react, what could change, and you are giving them the power to hurt you.They have the advantage in the situation. You are just the mere optimist that believes they are a good person that will not tamper your fragile heart that you're offering to them. But when they do break your heart, its like the end of the world. It's okay to cry your heart out. What is not okay is pretending to be strong, when you're inside is in emotional turmoil.
Cry, eat chocololates, ice cream, watch funny movies, play video games, read books, realize that he's really not just that into you. Do all of that. He was just one of the many stop signs. He was part of the road that God made for you in order to find the right person. He was just a chance encounter, in order for you to learn a lesson: That the right person wouldn't treat you the way he did, and how you would, in turn, take care of them.
So please, don't lose hope. Everything happens in His time. I know one day, you'll look back at it and smile, because it taught you a lesson, a thing or two about love and life. Even the person who broke your heart, you'll remember him as the person who made you stronger, taught you that you are worthy of being loved by the person who could really see you. They can't break and hurt you if you hadn't truly love, and that's a good thing. Because it means you are selfless and capable of loving people despite their flaws and mistakes, and forgive them even if they don't deserve it.
I promise you, it will pass. Let your heart heal, so it can bounce back to the way it used to be, only stronger and better: ready to be held and cherished by the right person.
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Here's my two cents on the letter, call for help of our medical frontliners. Let’s hear what our healthcare workers have to say and try to understand it from their point of view, they have every right to criticize how this medical crisis is being handled by the government... after all, they're the experts on the topic. Though we see the frontliners as heroes in our eyes, the lack of concrete plans from the government to combat COVID-19 makes them feel otherwise. Healthcare workers are already starting to voice out how they feel as though they are being sacrificed as they follow through their sworn oath. We wouldn’t send our soldiers to war unarmed and without a concrete plan; the same should be expected for our frontliners. How can we send them to battle without proper gear? Why is there still a debate on whether mass testing is needed or not when the experts on that field continuously insist its importance in flattening the curve? Why is this still not the priority when it’s literally our lives on the line? It’s not like the medical experts demanding for mass testing are just stating their opinion about this mindlessly, they studied this laboriously. Make them feel heard so that all the sacrifices that they’re doing and all the deaths of their colleagues are not in vain. More than the words of praises, what our medical professionals truly need right now is TANGIBLE support. Here is to hoping they get that soon. @errren.22
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Here is a photograph taken yesterday from the photo shoot I did in our house. ? I really love dressing up and being dolled up, it makes me feel great and confident of who I am ?
I was actually hesitant to post these pictures of mine. My sister eveb asked me to change my Facebook Profile Picture and it took me hours to decide if I should. But, I realized that this is me, the real me. I should be confident of my body and of who I really am.
At the end of the day, I dress up not for other people but for myself ? To all the ladies out there and even gentlemen who are taking a second to think if they should post their pictures, worried about what will others say their body, remember that we just need to be just ourselves. Be confident and let us support each other ? Let us be friends! IG: @romynaaaaaaa_
They say time heals all wounds, but it has been ages - is heartbreak exempted?
I have forgotten when was the last time we shared a smile - the last time when I saw the glow in your eyes and the last time when you whispered an I love you to me. I have forgotten when, but here I am - writing to you again.
I do not know if you will read this or you will just add this one to my proses and poems that you left unread, but you see, I am still hoping. I am mailing the pain of us to the gods out there - hoping they can take the pain away. I should have gotten over you, but instead of forgetting and accepting our ending, I am writing about us in tissue sheets, carving about us on trees, telling about us on the back of my journals, hoping that a thousand or a million write ups about us, can make me forget about what happened.
I am writing, waiting for the point where I can no longer write anymore, for I have none to tell - but when? I have nothing in me anymore, but the memories of us - and no matter how hard I try put those to its own grave, the memories grow back like lilies in the swamp - painful and beautiful at the same time.
No matter how hard I try to silence those and put it at the back of my mind, those ring back, playing like the favorite song we used to listen. They say heartbreaks turn into poetry and that is what happening to us - but poetry should be dulcet and dreamy, why does ours sound like pain and agony? They say time heals all wounds, but it has been ages - is heartbreak exempted? Darling, I guess not.
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