Heart Break

A few days ago I read the story of a young girl who told of her three-month recovery from lovesickness.

The story was so heartbreaking (how appropriate).

She had to spend such a long time of her short life in grief, sorrow and pain.

How many precious hours I myself spent with heartache and was busy healing my seemingly broken heart.

At the same time, heartbreak doesn't have to be and I'm honestly surprised that more people don't know that. This is not a judgement, I didn't know any better myself until I understood that no one can break my heart except myself.

I am aware that love is probably the most sensitive topic of all, because relationships are the heart of life. No matter how much is in the bank account or how much fame you achieve, without people who love you and whom you love, everything else is meaningless.

I am very glad and grateful that this part of my life is over where I thought someone could take love away from me or someone has the power to determine how I feel.

There are no regrets on my part, all the experiences have led me to this knowledge and perspective that I have today.

Like many, I thought that the outside world had any influence on my feelings.

That there is someone or something that can give me love, happiness, freedom, security or safety.

Fortunately, that is not the case, although we have been taught all our lives that it is.

How good that it is not so, otherwise we would be victims of our circumstances and not the authors of our lives.

This girl's story and the thought that there are probably thousands of broken-hearted people walking around every day inspired me to write down my thoughts on this.

Heartbreak is simply a tragic story that you tell yourself.

I think it's human that when you've just ended a relationship on both sides that it takes a little time to reorient yourself, but that's not what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about those dramatic love stories without a happy ending.

Books, poetry, lyrics are full of these unfulfilled.

In how many songs do you hear the words "madly in love"?

They are stories that you tell yourself.

The ones that read like this:

He/she doesn't love me, I'm never lucky in love or relationships, He/she doesn't want me, He/she isn't interested in me, It was all for nothing, He/she has surely already forgotten me, Why can't it be easy, Love is so hard, Life is unfair, He/she has someone else, so it's all for nothing anyway, It's over and done with forever, etc.

Unfortunately, it is these stories that become reality, just so you can say, I was right after all.

But it is always the right time to tell yourself a new one. A good one.

Nothing is unsolvable, nothing hopeless, nothing impossible.

All right, all right, and now what next...?

The best advice I can give is to start with becoming the love of your life and take a mental vacation from the seemingly big problems for a while. To give yourself the love you want.

And then tell yourself a good story about the other person, like there is no better/no one better for him or her, our connection was so special and unique, I am the best thing that can happen to someone, people change their minds all the time, love is the only truth, etc.

Then to write a love story together where you share love.

Two whole hearts become one.

You're welcome. Now write your own.