Break ups are the f*cking worst. I'm sorry, but there's really no other way to put it.

 

I'm sorry you're going through one. But you don't have to do it alone.

 

The pain from heartbreak is real, like, physical real. Scientists have even compared it to the trauma of mourning a loved one's death. And really, it's not so dissimilar, is it? When a relationship ends, we suffer a loss:  the loss of this very important person in our lives, loss of a sense of home, loss of a part of our identity. This loss of identity -- who am I? What does my life look like now? -- along with the loss of a future you've been planning for can be the most difficult. Your heart can feel at war with your head, and you'll do anything just to find peace again. You want to forget, but you can't. You need to forgive, but you don't know how. You need to be anywhere but in the present moment, but time just won't pass fast enough. And then there's your sense of self worth, the most precious thing you have, shot to hell.

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I know, because I've been there, tears pooling on the bathroom floor, unable to pick myself back up, unable to make it through a day at work without running into the bathroom to cry.

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My worst breakup (there have been 7 devastating ones, to be exact) left me in shambles. I was broken, angry, and in despair. My self esteem plummeted. The chronic stress ruined my digestive system. I couldn't sleep. I was wearing down my friends' patience. I thought that no one would ever love me again. 

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It took me a long time, but slowly, I found things that helped me heal. I found wisdom  

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You might have lost your way, but you are not lost. Healing is possible, and