How about a heart-to-heart for your Saturday? No, for real. I just had to write a little post on this topic because I’ve come to the realization that there are so many different types of heartbreak.
There’s not just breakups. There’s grief, rejection, loss, and infinite other modes of heartbreak. And it’s always hard to go through, no matter what happened. It’s a great equalizer, of sorts.
And I don’t mean to be morbid here. Quite the opposite, really. Because when my heart is broken, I think my most successful method in healing it is seeking out love.
But what I really want to talk about today is the fact that sometimes heartbreak makes us disgruntled and we don’t ever want to be vulnerable again. It’s really easy to shut down and reject any emotional progress. But over the years, I’ve learned that if I’m feeling like my heart is broken, that means at least I was emotionally capable enough to love someone or something. At least I wasn’t cold.
There’s something romantic about that sort of sadness, in that we have songs, poems, even books and movies all about it. And we’re fascinated by it. We’re fascinated that you can literally be so attached to a person, place, anything really, that when it’s gone you feel you’re cracked in half.
This post isn’t just about romantic relationships. It’s about any relationship, any event, anything that can make you afraid to open up again. Because that’s what heartbreak is.
To me, it’s worth it. I would rather go through the sadness of loss than the regret of having never committed my feelings to anything.
So, here’s the point to all this musing, I suppose: don’t be afraid to love, because that’s how you’ll find a whole lot more meaning in life.
Did any of this make sense? Hahahaha.
Thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: This post is not about any specific person…just some general thoughts I was having. <3