The Aspects Of Love : I Have Heartbreak Without Love

Heartbreak means overwhelming distress. Love means an intense feeling of deep affection. I ask myself everyday, “ what would my life be like if I hadn't been through the things that I've been through”. How do you love someone when growing up love was dangerous for you. You never know what truly hurts until you sit back and analyze all the things that do hurt. How do you fathom what love is. what truly hurts is the one thing that makes your heart clench tighter. Makes you grunt with pain for a second. My story is about my whole life in one word, “ Heartbreak”.

     I have had many challenges to overcome thusfar. I’ve had problems with family members, with girls, with friends, but most significantly, problems with myself. I have made the wrong decisions and I have had trouble realizing what is important to me. I now

Sadness, crying and maybe even pain are just a few minor symptoms of heartbreak. Heartbreak is when a person is no longer with an intimate other and it affects them in a negative way. This is displayed in the profoundly written book, “The Aeneid, Book 4,” by Virgil. Heartbreak may not be seen as a serious illness or even an illness at all. However, research indicates that heartbreak can affect a person mentally and physically.

My logic suddenly made no sense. I no longer had anyone to blame for my passivity except myself. I had subjugated myself when I knew I was just as capable. I had tried to change who I was for years when I shouldn’t have changed anything. I should have just been strong, trusted myself, and gone after what I wanted.

Reflecting on my experiences, I am who I am today because I forced myself to break

In the beginning I was so focused on, how do I forget about my first love? How do I start to see myself as worthwhile? And how could I live with myself knowing I threw away opportunities that my grandfather expected me to take? After much contemplation, hours in therapy, and the support of family and friends, I finally came to conclusions of my own. These conclusions were that your life isn’t something you truly control; life is just something that everyone around us is trying to go through themselves. Everyone is against you, but not because they’re singling you out; everyone is against you because they are for themselves. What it takes for someone to be happy is balance in all things; Love, Health, Money, Education, Family, Fun and more are all competing for your attention, but one cannot rule your life because neglecting even one for too long will have consequences of their own. And the most important lesson I learned of all, was that I finally learned to love myself. I finally learned to look myself in the mirror and saw not the person in front of me with pimples on his face, with fat on his sides, with tears in his eyes and a negative demeanor about his life; I saw the persons future, and even though he may be what he is now, this isn’t where he wants to be, and

Self-love is essential. I remember thinking that nothing was ever going to get better, I was so wrong. Life can be so much easier when you forget what others think of you. In conclusion, this experience has taught me so much. And I’m proud that I worked through

I would still bottle my thoughts and feelings up, refusing to talk to anyone about it out of fear of coming off as weak. I didn’t realize how difficult it would initially be for me to learn how to love myself enough to take care of myself. Eventually, I started taking the measures of coping with my anxiety. I began finding the right words to describe what I was feeling to other people; I started making time for myself and the things that make me happy. In the beginning, I had underestimated how much those baby steps could affect me mentally, but I soon realized those steps marked the real beginning of a happier, more content

I have become an extremely independent and vivacious person which I am so happy; if there is someone that is trying to bring me down it is going to be extremely difficult because I have built this personality that thrives on staying strong, and if I do have a bad day, which does occur I know I can rely on the people I have chosen to surround myself on this journey of mine. The worst pain I have ever felt has driven me to be a person I am proud to be, even though the wounds will never go away I have been able to bandage them, so I can keep fighting my

This is the story of how I came to love myself. Now, this is an apprehended version. There is less detail to indulge in but the story is indeed the same. This story takes place within the last years of middle school. I had just moved from Buford, GA to Tucker, GA and naturally, the transition was hard to make. However, through platonic relationships, familial adjustments, and personal evaluation, I have morphed into the person I am today. I am eternally grateful for those that surrounded me that were positive influences. This two year span of loneliness, depression, and finally, acceptance was possibly the hardest thing I have ever had to go through.

Falling passionately in love with someone is one of the most exhilarating feelings, as if you had wings and you are flying high in the sky, feeling the wind romantically blowing through your hair. And usually, when love ends, it feels as if you have been dropped like a rock in mid-air. You scramble to grab a hold of something, as you witness your body falling at great speeds, and then shattering on the earth below.Whether we are talking about breakups, or facing the reality of a one-sided romance, it is painful. So much so that it disrupts our normal flow of experiences, causing us to not function normal with so much emotion invested and our identities tied in with these experiences. Sometimes, the pain of lost love is so intense that it can shake our beliefs about romance and

A heartbreak was probably one of the worst things that happened to me as a teen. Although many people say “There are plenty of fish in the sea” I didn’t want to hear that my mind was focused on one boy it was like he was the only boy on earth and all the other boys didn’t exist. I was completely dumb for him. He was my first priority. I felt as if nothing else really mattered. I would have probably jumped off a bridge if he would have asked me to. My focus was not on important things such as high school, work, preparing myself for college, and family & friends. I would have never imagined I would be the one to go through all of this.

Some people think that heartbreak is the worst feeling in the world. Many relationships have gone wrong, leaving more questions than answers. Why does it sometimes feel like a broken heart hurts worse than a broken bone? Do feelings really have that much of an impact on a person’s day-to-day life? There are a number of reasons why a relationship fails. Jealousy, attachment, detachment, selfishness, time, trust, communication, honesty, and acceptance are just a few reasons.

George Sand claimed that, “there is only one happiness in this life, to love and be loved.” Humans’ as a species crave interaction and have a longing for love. Love a person feels can be the driving force for their actions, causing people to commit inappropriate actions and have unthinkable thoughts. However, it can also cause eternal happiness and happy endings. At a philosophic standpoint there are four different categories for love: Philia, Storge, Agape, and Eros.

A peaceful Spring evening gave way to a moonlit crisis as I stumbled out of my house and through an empty neighborhood. I saw the stars on the pavement beneath my feet, and underside of the ocean in the skies above; I didn’t want to exist anymore. I wanted to cry and scream, but only bubbles would come out. I walked deeper into the void, and in my depressing soliloquy, I cried out; I asked why I’m like this, why must I overthink and overanalyze any situation, when did I lose the ability to accept, and why the hell can I not learn to love myself? Whether the response from the void was a spiritual experience, a message from God, or maybe just a personal epiphany, I do not know. But that’s what I learned to accept, that there’s a lot of stuff I do not know and that I will never know. That night, I realized that true acceptance is not where I fully come to terms with a situation, no matter how terrible, but it is acknowledging how I will never fully accept these things. It is looking at the bad things in my life directly, and respecting that I will never be completely okay with it, and welcoming my sadness. After this night, I learned to accept my overwhelming self-hatred and fear of failure, and I grew to become more motivated and hardworking because of this. I wanted to work so that I could feel good about myself and I hoped that it would make me truly happy one day. After accepting all the things I didn’t know, I began to believe that there was a light around the corner, out