breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
The Remains of 'Him'
It wasn’t a conventional relationship, but she had defined it as a relationship all the same. It had only been 2 weeks, 17 hours and 4 minutes since ‘he’ had last been in her life but for her it had felt like a lifetime had passed. The days were hard; the nights harder. Thoughts of ‘him’ flowed through her mind and the darkness was no comfort. These thoughts consumed her. A deep longing for ‘him’ clawed at her from the inside out, entangling her, like roots of a weed sucking the life from her, sending her in to a pit of sadness. She could waste hours of her life just thinking about ‘him’ all those times together, the laughs, the highs and the lows and then the highs again but if she was truly honest they always came crashing back down. But she often ignored this, choosing to focus on the good times, those times ‘he’ had been there without question. Those times when ‘he’ had been the only thing that had got her through.
By Lauren Oscar7 years ago in Humans
Healing from a Broken Heart at 14
When I started middle school, months later I began dating my elementary school crush. He was cute and a little bit of nerd and I was just a little girl who wanted to feel loved, give love, and be happy. We all know how middle school relationships are. You hang out sometimes with a group of friends and never really go farther than lightly touching each other’s shoulders, maybe holding hands. We “dated” for a few months, and probably hung out four times over those maybe 6 months? Yeah. We’ve all had our share of those relationships.
By Avery Eldon7 years ago in Humans
Remembering the Good
When I talk about my past relationships I usually end up talking about how they ended. Despite my attempts to always go forth in all things in kindness, most of my relationships have ended badly. So in talking about the ends only, I often am most frequently remembering the bad parts exclusively. I don't think that is a fair thing to do, either to myself, my audience, or the people I have loved. This maybe an exercise in futility, but it is a labor I am willing to complete for the sake of shedding some light on myself, my behaviors, and also to remember that despite how things ended each person that has come in and out of my life has been worthy of love, not just from me but from others as well.
By Paige Graffunder7 years ago in Humans
Living with My Ex
We met on Tinder. Neither of us were expecting a serious relationship out of our date. We went with a totally open mind and empty stomachs, looking for something different in life. And we couldn't have found a more different person from each other if we tried. We were both working in hospitality, I was a restaurant manager in a cosy hotel restaurant in a hipster area by the water and he was, well still is, a chef at a Michelin star kitchen. We moved in together after three months of going out living 2 hours away from each other, eating away in posh restaurants and drinking expensive wines, washing them down with best old fashioned's in town. Working long days at our restaurants and having same ridiculously unsociable hours under our belts made us each other's friend, best friend in fact, we had each other for everything. Little did we know that we are living together, spending all this time whilst getting to know each other inside out, we are building a great friendship, not a relationship in any sexual way possible. It sucks to know that I have invested so much of my everything into trying to mould him into something he's not. I lost and distanced myself from some really unique people. "I have so much to give to the ones that are closest to me", said I once upon a time, when talking about my best friends. So the awkward separation process could not be peeled off like a band aid, I found another job, the job came with a free membership to a sports club, I started exercising and really looking after myself, lost a size and stopped drinking. Never felt better, and that all is happening while I am STILL living with my ex. So no, it's not awkward. My good friend used to always say, that it's not awkward until you make it awkward, such wise humans I have around me. I got so much of this relationship! I realise now that I have invested so much of me into building something that is worth millions of good memories that I have with him and my other humans after leaving him at home and doing my own thing. I got me time and became an absolute foodie. I guess the motto for this insight into my life is relax those shoulders, straighten your back, lift your chin up, find a new solo routine, learn something new, and buy something new for yourself; life doesn't stop there and you can be happy in any situation, even while living with your ex.
By eyeswideopen7 years ago in Humans
13 Signs Your Ex Will Come Back to You Soon
Breakups suck. Breakups are not always permanent. In fact, there are plenty of happily married couples who have broken up prior to tying the knot. Seeing couples reunite is rather common, often to the point that it becomes cliche.
By Iggy Paulsen7 years ago in Humans
Words Left Unsaid
I've sat here. Sat here in front of this very screen. I've sat here and thought about all the things to say. All the anger I have felt. I have typed and erased. Walked away and found mantras to shift the words, change the energy. For months now, I have left words unsaid.
By Vanessa Marie7 years ago in Humans
It Wasn't Love...
It wasn't love, it was loss. He took his time to understand who I was. He rummaged through every vulnerable piece of me. The man I thought I loved to what was going to be forever took my heart and shattered it into a million pieces. He had me wrapped around his finger until he found my weaknesses and used it against me. The most softest parts of me, I shared with someone I thought I could trust—yet he showed me exactly why even our own shadows leave us when we're in darkness. He wasn't your average guy. He was a man made up of doubt, negativity, and confusion. At one point, it reminded me of who I used to be, long ago. Only difference was, I managed to find my flaws and repair myself...
By Nelly Jada7 years ago in Humans
The Time I Fell for a Trap
We met, fell in love, and then the worst thing possible happened. We broke up. But our story doesn't end there. I eventually moved on and then I heard from him again. I didn't know what to expect. He hadn't been talking to me and then when he did, it was because he wanted to threaten me. He wanted to go and tell my mom that I was pregnant, which I wasn't. I agreed to meet with him to make sure he didn't come near my family, only me.
By Michaela Bolch7 years ago in Humans
