breakups

When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.

To My Best Friend, for Her Heartbreak
Three and half years. For three and a half years I watched you fall in love, and make commitments, and talk about a future that had him in it. I never expected to watch him break your heart.
By Madison Elliott8 years ago in Humans
Why Do I Love You?
You broke me, shattered my soul into a million tiny fragments. I loved you with my whole being… I still do. I can’t stop loving you. You stole a part of me that I can never get back. It's been almost a year since you left. The depression is gone; I can function normally now. And I might be OK but I’m not fine at all. “It’s his loss,” they told me. However for him, he didn’t lose anything. He just wasn’t in love anymore. But me, I felt like I lost my whole world. I lost every kiss we ever shared, every happiness I’ve ever had. I lost it all. And worst of all, I have to walk around everyday still loving you, still needing you. Hopefully someday, you’ll realize that the worst thing in life was losing me, losing someone who loved you and gave the world to you. I understand that I have to move on and love someone else, I just don’t want to have to actually do it. I hate that I’m almost incapable of loving someone else because of you. I don’t know how to fix myself. I don’t feel healed, I feel taped and stapled together. Like just passing you in the hallway will rip everything right open again. I don’t know if anyone truly understands what I’ve been going though. And I feel like I annoy everyone because your name always comes up in conversation. You are all of my memories, all I think about, dream about, and wish about. I wish you would leave my mind like I left yours. It’s so easy for you to ignore me when we cross paths. How? My heart feels like it stops and I can't breathe. Then the shaking and the crying takes over to the point where I need to sit down before someone asks if I'm OK. I loved life and now I don’t ever want to leave my bedroom.
By Sam Huntley8 years ago in Humans
Heartbreak, Week One to Four...
Break-ups are awful, there's nothing to say to make you feel better right now however long it's been, but I can give you my take on the first four weeks right after it happens. You might be further along or it might not have happened yet but my experience of the process and how it has affected me has given me valuable insight, if it helps one person feel like they're not alone then that's enough for me.
By Ivy Wilson8 years ago in Humans
My Monsters
I never pressed send on so many of your messages after we ended it. There’s a list in my drafts of everything I take back and the simple things I left unsaid or how I’ve been.
By R.K. James8 years ago in Humans
I'm Sorry
I'm sorry... you know who you are. Leroy Jethro Gibbs from NCIS once said: "Never say you're sorry. It's a sign of weakness." But girl, the team leader of one of your favorite shows is wrong. I know sorry means nothing to you anymore thanks to your past. I know I said that I am different from all those wannabes from your past who had lost way too many brain cells and hurt you. I know I said that I’ll always be there for those times you need me. I know I said, I know what I said. But here I stand, wanting to cry because I have once again let you, the most important person to me in the whole wide universe, down. I may be sad, I may be depressed, I may have made a mistake, but just to let you know, I still care about you. Saying I am sorry is an acknowledgement that you were hurt, not that I intentionally tried to hurt you. I do regret the pain you feel. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish I could take it all back. I never wanted to hurt you! I'm truly sorry.
By josh napper8 years ago in Humans
Dear Love {Patience for the Process}
I miss you. More and more each day. That isn't supposed to be the case.--- I'm supposed to be healing, right?! That's how everyone else acts about our break up. They say and do certain things that indicate that they believe I should be "moving on".
By J. R.8 years ago in Humans
From Love to No Love – What Happened to Us
In another five days, it would be the second year anniversary for Fann and Stuart. But they haven’t seen each other for a week already.
By Judy Mae8 years ago in Humans
Breakups Are Normal
I'm going to tell you something that doesn't get said very often these days, breakups are normal. Yes, you read that correctly, breakups are completely normal. There's no shame in going through a breakup. However, in a lot of places, it's still taboo to talk about heartbreak openly or to express how much pain or grief you're feeling at the end of a relationship. In some cases, it's even seen as a weakness.
By Kyle Kong8 years ago in Humans
How?
Around a month ago, my partner told me that he was no longer happy in our relationship and that he was depressed. We both decided it was the "winter blues." Up until a few days ago, I had thought that this was the truth.
By No Way8 years ago in Humans
The Day I Realized My Worth
It's been months. The last time we talked, I poured my heart out and I am picking up the bits that are on the floor. I don't think I ever knew what love was until I met you.
By that girl8 years ago in Humans
Sable
Leafless trees and mountains were all Sable could see out the window of the Grand Cherokee. She consciously stilled herself from fidgeting in his car. Such a pretty, fancy car. Wouldn't want her dirtying it up.
By Faith Ackerman8 years ago in Humans
Everything I Could Never Tell You
Years from now I will look back on this and I will completely hate some of myself. We wasted so much time trying to make things perfect that we forgot how to live in the moment and be free spirits and I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry that I pushed you so far and brought you face to face with the worst versions of yourself, almost as though I didn’t have demons of my own. I’m sorry I drank way too much and stayed out way too late, and I’m sorry I didn’t prepare for our future enough. I’m sorry that you expected me to be a little more gentle that one time I cut you with my tongue whilst you shattered in front of my tear-stained eyes. I’m sorry I didn’t sacrifice more, and I’m sorry that there were times when you were not my top priority. I’m sorry that I didn’t cry enough and I’m so, fucking, sorry that I wasn’t who you needed me to be sometimes. I’m sorry that I wasn’t able to empathise with you and I’m sorry for every time I made you feel as though you were not good enough. I’m sorry that I didn’t fight enough and I’m sorry I dragged you through hell and promised you heaven at the end of it because we’re way deeper into something so dark and lonely than I ever imagined we could have been.
By Lauren Elizabeth8 years ago in Humans