breakups

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

A Beautiful Girl
Through tumultuous times a plenty Through seas and oceans of despair Rejoice heart because you are free Rejoice mind for you are alone
By Abdullah Masood8 years ago in Humans
Falling, then Being Broken, by Love
I’m gonna make this as sweet as I can. Even though my tale isn’t sweet at all. I met him at work, I won’t use names because even his name haunts me. We always shared glances at each other, then somehow exchanged Snapchats and it went from there.
By Megan Rask8 years ago in Humans
Twenty-fifth of October
The stain of love Is upon the world. Yellow, yellow yellow My heart broke on the twenty-fifth of October and I don’t think that day will ever be the same again. Twenty-fifth, twenty, t-t-twenty; all bad things begin with T. Terrible. Tornadoes and terrorists and toads, taxidermy and tummy ache and Tracey Sheck from year two who ripped the head off my Barbie.
By Georgie Cox8 years ago in Humans
When You Love Someone, It Is Ok To Give Up
Recently I was scrolling through my timeline on Facebook and I saw this photo, it said, "When you love someone you don't give up, ever." I stopped for a moment and thought about that. Normally in a healthy relationship I would agree. In an abusive one though, this sentiment is like a jail sentence.
By Janet Rhodes8 years ago in Humans
The Effects of Infidelity
I am constantly tormented by the end of my last relationship. If my husband calls to say he will be home a little late from work, I convince myself I can hear a woman laughing in the background during the phone call, even though I know I can't hear anything but my husband telling me he loves me. I can even be mean when he gets home, so convinced am I by his cheating. If he accidentally pocket-dials me I listen intently for minutes on end, just in case I hear another woman's voice. I hold immense hatred for all of his ex-girlfriends. If he goes away with his friends, I convince myself he is on holiday with another woman. I have been known to check his phone.
By Katie B8 years ago in Humans
The Emptiness (Part 2)
("The Emptiness" Part 1 here.) How do you deal with the ruining of a friendship? You fell for them but they fell for someone else. You say your goodbyes and now you're crying. Trying to deal with the consequences of never saying you liked them early on, like an idiot trying to ski down the Italian Alps. Running into trees, going over the cliffs, plummeting to your death. But you remember you're in the office with others around you trying to not cry like a little girl, making mistakes is a part of life, you let someone go who you feel for. It was for your own good, the pain wasn't good for you, but this new pain it feels worse than the anxious pain. Which is worse? Anxious pain or the grief of letting the one you have feelings for go? They almost feel of the same level of pain just a different kind of pain. Craving their arms around you, their lips on yours, and their body between your legs. However, this isn't possible due to the anxiety within. It stopped everything and ruined the potential relationship and ruins the already friendship. How long until the plummeting to death ends? Does it come to an end when someone new comes along? Or does it end when you hit the ground? Either way, all that is known is that the pain will end one way or another with another or with acceptance. Now is the time to try and move on, to find yourself within, know who you are and what it is you want out of life. The focusing of life, those goals that you have, those are the things that matter. It's difficult, though, isn't it? This innate need to have someone is more of a want; humans are self sufficient, able to move along life and become powerful in their own way.
By R.A. Hudson8 years ago in Humans
My Letter to You
Hey, I’m writing this to let you know how you changed me and the effect you had on me and you continue to have on me. At first, I realized how great of a brother you are and I guess where the initial attraction started, once I got talking to you more, I fell. I struggle with God and with finding a boy that will genuinely care for me. One of my favorite things to do is have deep conversations, so when we had deep conversations about God, even though they weren’t that long, I was even more attracted to you because you were so intelligent and so helpful. I assumed nothing would happen because nothing ever has gone right. But then something happened. You asked me to hang out. I was hopeful that something would happen, but I knew nothing would ever happen.
By AnnaG S8 years ago in Humans
Wasted Words, Are They Not?
I was thinking that maybe you didn't actually understand the way I felt. I liked you more than you could have possibly known.
By Summer Clarke8 years ago in Humans
My First Heartbreak
This is my story about how I met the one at the wrong time. My first heartbreak was one of the biggest learning experiences I’ve had so far. I didn't realize how emotionally damaging this relationship was until I left it. I loved him, I really did, and I know he loved me. But, not a single relationship is perfect. As being only 20 years old, I still have a hell of a lot of growing up to do. I've known this boy for seven years, but we only dated for ten months. In my opinion, it should have ended long before then. We’ve broken up twice before we truly ended. At the time, I thought I was the one that needed to change; I was the one that needed to be the better partner. But in reality it was him, but I know that he was emotionally able to be a boyfriend. I was so wrapped up in our relationship that I didn't think I could live without him. The first time he broke up with me, I was in shock and I was truly heartbroken. I was begging for him not to go. I was laying in bed that night with the worst ache in my chest. That was the first and only time he broke my heart, because even though we got back together, he never mended my heart again. Two weeks later, he broke up with me again, and I wanted nothing to do with him anymore. I felt that I was actually able to breathe again. Those two weeks we were together again, I would cry almost every day in fear that he would break up with me again. I would try and do everything I could to show I was a good girlfriend and that I was worth keeping. When we broke up the second time, I felt so relieved and happy. I had made an appointment to dye my hair blonde, made plans to actually hang out with my friends again, and focus on school. I hardly cried. I thought that I was stronger until he texted me two days later asking if we could talk. I felt fear but also excitement. I thought this was a sign that we were meant to be together. I quickly agreed and I saw him the next morning. This part is hard for me to think about, even today. I knew I should have let him go. He bought me flowers to apologize and to reassure me. I thought that we were going to be OK now. But my trust in him was gone no matter how hard I tried to trust him. Every day I would be so anxious that he was going to leave me again. The next few months were actually OK, but still, he wasn't emotionally there. I would be crying and he would sit their and ignore me most of the times. I thought that I was crazy and a bad girlfriend. I knew how unhealthy this was, but I couldn't talk to him about it. Then, unfortunately, I went into an episode of sadness/depression. I knew it was because of our relationship, but I couldn’t tell him that. I had to leave this relationship but I didn't want to lose him. I was terrified. A week or two after that, he started acting weird and I knew he was going to break up with me. I didn't want to lose him but I knew we had to break up. The games he played weren't fair to me nor to him. Finally, I told him I was done. I have never felt so relived. Although I was scared to lose him, I now love myself and I knew I needed to leave. I mended my own broken heart on my own. I love him and I always will, and I hope that one day we find each other again. With loving him, I figured out how to love myself and I am embracing it.
By Bhreagh P8 years ago in Humans
But, Baby
It started in high school. Girl meets boy and girl likes boy. Typical, I know. He was younger than her but she didn’t care. They would flirt in the hallways and on their way to classes until he finally asked for her number. When he asked her to be his girlfriend, she said yes, of course. Shouldn’t that be the happiest moment of her life? She thought so.
By Teresa Villarreal8 years ago in Humans
Living Through Heartbreak
Heartbreak is inevitable in life, but often it creeps up on you quite suddenly. Whether it's a loss of life or the loss of something or someone you held so dear, the heartbreak is real.
By Bianca Chadda8 years ago in Humans
Never As It Seems
It all started about 5 or 6 years ago. I was only 15 and he was 16. The one kid I was always scared of, always scared to get near. I never thought he would be the one. My first love, the one I still love. I never once thought that I would be the one to ever get depressed or have anxiety. The very first time we ever dated was 6 years ago. Never thought I would or even could feel this way about somebody. Our first few years were very dumpy. Always on and off. Constantly fighting. I could never leave my house without being accused of cheating. Couldn’t go to a friend's house and hang out with calling and asking first. But actually besides all that, he was still really caring, loving, and sweet. Just a little crazy. We grew up together basically.
By Erin Calhoun8 years ago in Humans