breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
She Was Lonely
She was lonely and so was I. It started off as an innocent project that would lead to a rollercoaster of emotion. Picking a half dozen girls on a pen pal site for women in the penitentiary seemed harmless enough. Why not help out someone in a messed up situation? I've been there, so I know. Even a short piece of mail can take a persons day from depressing to a smile. I wanted to be the reason for someone's smile.
By John Gunter5 years ago in Humans
Eternal love?
I love him so much that it hurts but yet I hate him so much that it hurts. What I wouldn’t do for one last kiss or one last hug. It’s crazy when you really think about it because how can you go from loving someone whole heartedly to absolutely hating them?
By Ashley Reynolds5 years ago in Humans
The Start of it all Story #1
So you have always wanted that type of relationship where the other person just adores you and shows you everyday how strongly they love you, kinda like those cheesy relationships on tv shows and movies. Where they realize they love each other and at the same exact time one of them goes running to the door and the other opens the door and they meet each other with a long goosebump romantic kiss like neither one of them are going to ever let go. Like honestly who believes in that mooshy crap? Well sadly I did and I still do, but now that I am holder and have gone through a crap ton of heartbreak I know that it is most likely not possible. But when late teens and early 20s that is all I hoped for, I would throw myself at any attractive guy that would give me the time of day. I was young stupid and had deeply rooted father abandonment issues, So I never believed I was worth anything or worth making someone actually try because I was always the one trying and putting the effort in.
By Life of a Gemini 5 years ago in Humans
The Art of Learning To Be Alone
It's never easy. Those first few nights, days , weeks and even months at times. You are so used to falling asleep in that warm bubble of protective comfort called a "cuddle" or the ever so popular "spoon." Its the kind of natural soothing that brings you back to being a baby and being swaddled. In some weird way , now that I think about it, that's probably the root of why we are so drawn to this intimate act. For me, the art of cuddling was more intimate than sex. Sex can be wild, sweaty, distant and meaningless. When you really allow someone into your bubble with no expectation and guaranteed warmth and safety, that is the true feeling of love. It had been 5 sleepless nights, which I had tried to dampen down with my favourite "fruit drink" often referred to as wine. I had paired that with the "soothing sounds of rain " app and one of those pillows long enough to be a human, but without any gratifying return of affection. "This is why people get pets" I would think as I would toss and turn , laying in my bed , staring at the ceiling, willing my "should have , should have , should have " thoughts to leave my body for good. I am told this is a girl thing . Maybe its a "Scorpio " thing - us girls LOVE to blame our Zodiac sign for all of our bad behaviours don't we?
By April Anne Coral5 years ago in Humans
Was there any happy times?
The last thing he asked me was “Was there any happy times in our relationship?” before I cut contact with him completely. We were together for 12 years all together, with us being married for most of it. I was such a naïve girl, and so very afraid of the world. I thought if we were married then it would be less likely he’d walk out and leave me right? Made logical sense at the time, now I just see it was my fears leading me and not logic.
By T. Anderson5 years ago in Humans
The Rabbit Hole CHAPTER1
"Fuck" Amina said quietly to herself. She had just flicked the cigarette it took what seemed like forever to bum from some old guy on the bench at her bus stop. It was raining so the mostly smoking cigarette was already wet and ruined. She was broke and since cigarettes didnt just fall from the sky getting one could be difficult. It was cold, the sky was grey and the sun was nowhere insight. She stood at the bus stop trying to blend in she didnt even have any money to get on the bus, she just didnt know where she was going or what she should do. She just wanted for a moment to feel normal and blend in.
By The Infinite Moon5 years ago in Humans
The "Ex" Files
At the beginning he was everything I wanted. Tall, handsome, eyes as blue as the ocean, and a smile that took my breath away. I had just finished a long term relationship and wasn't looking to start dating again. It was time for me, Anna, some time and space to reconnect with who I was and who I wanted to be. So I made goals for myself, I started making friends, reconnecting with the world around me, and made it a point to do what made me happy. Then, out of nowhere, a beautiful man caught my eye. I was doing some last minute shopping for a night out with friends, and I could no longer focus. Who was this man? Why does he have this pull on me that I can't explain? He caught me staring. I tried to avoid looking at him again, so I walked away. I ended up in the opposite end of the store and figured I was safe from any further embarrassment. That day went and I enjoyed my night out. Me and my new sparkly shoes that I found on clearance. Go me!
By Virginia Shefcyk5 years ago in Humans
Learning how to live and love after heartbreak
At the start of this year, I wrote a blog post called Grief. It was probably the most personal thing I've written and especially the most personal thing I've ever posted online. It's also my most read article, which still surprises me to this day. I didn't think my story of heartbreak and pain would resonate with so many readers but I'm glad it did and that some of you found solace in it.
By Virag Dombay5 years ago in Humans
A Back to the Door
I sat on the steps to his apartment . I had my back turned to the door. Some weird fengshui in my mind told me that having my back turned towards it gave me some kind of power. The power I felt I'd lost when he took the keys from me and told me to leave just days earlier. For the last four days my mind had been steaming with the heat of regret. Why do things always happen like this? The more we love each other in this world, the more cruel we become. I suppose it was because we were getting comfortable. When you fall into that place its all too easy to forget that someone could still choose to walk away at any time. I don’t know if its healthy , or anything to be remotely proud of, but I was no quitter when it came to love. Little did I know that that would be my downfall. Each time we spoke to each other from this place of accidental cruelty, coming back just wasn’t the same. It was a small chip of my confidence. A brittle chunk of my soul falling away from me. It was the memories which kept me overly optimistic. Most people would advise “think of all of the bad things and it will be so much easier to move on." I was a sucker who you could flip a coin towards optimism every time. Was it not worth it though ? To me those beautiful , fragile and unique moments of intimacy and trust far outweighed an argument here and there. I guess in a world of humans stuck on survive, control and ego often win over love and vulnerability. Its how we tend to survive.
By April Anne Coral5 years ago in Humans
