We all know how it is to be heartbroken
We all know how it is to be heartbroken. I can’t count how many times I’ve fallen apart and drenched my pillows with tears. And I now dread to imagine how hopeless and devastated I felt each time.
There was a time in my life I was able to get over the distress no sooner than one whole year. I just couldn’t shake it! But I hung on, knowing it would pass somehow and lived from day to day. Now, when I looked back, I still don’t know why it lasted that long, and now I survived. I learned a lot about myself then–and about love, and pain, and endurance, and moving on. And that it’s never easy. I’m saying sometimes it takes a while, so don’t be too hard on yourself. The healing will take its course. Your mind is telling you to recover quickly, but heart is still raw. Like nursing an open wound, no matter how much your mind wants it to dry, heal and scar, your tissue can only do what it biologically can. Same with emotions. You heart can heal only at the rate it is capable of.