breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
How to get over a Breakup
Crucial steps no one tells you about when getting over a breakup: (especially during a pandemic) Step 1- Be miserable. Cortisol, not to be confused with Cortisone, is a stress hormone. It accumulates in every inch and cervix of your broken body and covers your eyes and ears from the inside out, masking your world. Expel it from your body through tears and sweat. If you are not crying you should be exercising, or basking in 100 degree weather, or in a sauna. Just let it out, feel snotty and look wet.
By Anairda Ochoa5 years ago in Humans
7 HELPFUL WAYS TO GET OVER A BREAKUP
Getting over breakups is difficult. While some breakups are a relief, others are devastating, especially when such a relationship has lasted for years. Breaking up is not the problem as much as moving on is. Some people find it very difficult to get past a breakup and can remain stuck for a long time. Getting over a breakup is quite easy with specific simple steps and effort. So, here are seven dating advice to help you get past a breakup.
By KarenSHoffman5 years ago in Humans
Being cheated on
Call me old fashioned but when your boyfriend gives you his claddagh ring and a key to his place that's a big deal, and then cheats on you the very next day, that's messed up. So I am in a new relationship but we have known each other for over 10 years. The timing was never right for us to be together. Either I wasn't ready or he wasn't or he was in a relationship or I was and so on. Finally the third time seemed to be the right timing, starting off a fresh clean state. It seemed like we were always meant to end up together. Growing older and more mature. Living life experiences, living in new places, working new jobs. He had always been in different bands. One day I am over his house and all his band mates are there. He is the singer of the band and he announces that his band is going to go on tour for 2 weeks. There is lots of people talking in the background, shouting and celebration going on. We are talking in the living room, sitting on the couch. He stands up and says "I want you to have this" takes his ring off his finger and puts it onto mine. "A symbol of trust and loyalty" he says. He raises my hand up so that everyone can see and says "Jenn is my girl" That was a very special moment for me, no one has ever made me feel like that before. He was leaving the very next day. I still felt a little uneasy about him leaving, can I really trust him to be faithful to me while he's away. He said he wanted me to stay at his place for the next 2 weeks until he got back as I sign that he trusts me. I agreed and again felt emotional and I was going to miss him. I would still feel close to him as I am in his home. He gave me a key to his house and it felt like a key to his heart. He says you've been threw so much you deserve this and I start crying and he wipes my tears away and we start kissing in front of all his friends. I could hear people calling us cute lovebirds in the distance. As I walk into the kitchen to get a drink one of his band mates starts talking to me, "So you and Mike huh? I said yeah and he starts asking me can I really trust him while he's on the road, he lives a party lifestyle, things will get wild and crazy. I feel like he will end up cheating. He drinks a lot. He's cheated on girls before. I respond I really don't know we will see. I didn't want to start to doubt and worry. It was getting late and I knew there would be a loud all night party and I was tired so I decided to go back to my house and I would see him in the morning before he left. I said my goodbyes went home and went to bed. I got a good nights sleep, I wake up early in the morning and check my phone to find out that my boyfriend ended up cheating on me with some girl at the party. Naked pictures were posted all over. I rush over his house there are still people crashed out hungover laying on the floor and show him the photos and go "Can you explain this?" He goes "I was drunk and what happens on the road stays on the road." I shout your not even on the road yet, you can't stay loyal to me for 1 whole day, you haven't even left your house yet! He goes it didn't mean anything I was messed up and not thinking" Ya you weren't thinking your a idiot, obviously you don't care about me and what you said yesterday was a lie. You don't cheat on your girlfriend, there's respect and loyalty. Why did you give me this ring then, I mean nothing to you. I can't trust you. He said "I'm sorry" I said "Your not sorry" You've done it before you'll do it again. It's over! I take the ring off my finger and throw it at him the key included. I walk out of his house upset and angry. Blocked him. 10 years of friendship means nothing, waste of time. Uncaring, unloving person, karma will come to him. He has since moved states and I would never welcome him back into my life. I have zero tolerance for lying, untrustworthy negative people.
By Earth Angel Jenn5 years ago in Humans
Stalking Your Ex
I'm almost positive everyone has stalked a lover at some point in their life and if you haven't I give props to you for having such strong will power. My friends and I make an adventure out of it, we plan it out in detail although it never goes as we planned it still ends up quite fun.
By LeAnn Murch5 years ago in Humans
Struck by Lightening
I met my soulmate one miserable night at a bar. His nickname was Thor and he’d always walk around calling himself the God of Thunder. I wasn’t attracted to him, but he made me laugh and our personalities matched perfectly. He became my best friend after that night. We were always going on walks, getting drunk on the weekends, and we became extremely close by sharing all of our innermost thoughts and feelings. We spoke a lot through music. We kept no secrets. Our connection was loud to everybody everywhere we went. It was a platonic friendship for a year. And then one day, I really noticed him. And it changed everything. We fell in love. We’re both a little older, I’m in my late 20’s and he’s in his early 30’s. Neither of us has ever been in love before. And then I learned about a half truth he had kept from me. He had a girl he’d been dating on the side for years, and I had known about her presence but I didn’t know how long she’d been there or how important she was to him. She was a safe blanket to him. He had no passion for her, but she would never leave him no matter how awful he was to her. He not only had freedom, but he had the knowledge that she was so obsessed with him that she would never abandon him. I tolerated letting him keep her for longer than I’d like to admit, thinking he’d get over his fear because he knew I was the opposite of safe. But he wouldn’t. And it broke my heart over and over and over again. I ended it with him when I’d finally had enough, and I know I’ll never have that same connection with anyone else. Our story is not repeatable. One day, I made a tattoo appointment. And all I had asked for was a very cliche small heart with a lightening bolt going through it. My tattoo artist was really into abstract and he told me afterwards that he has some psychic abilities. Sounds strange, I know. But he created that piece without any stencils. Didn’t know why I was getting it. Didn’t know anything about my life. He was literally winging it and I just trusted him. It came out messy, because love is always messy. There are musical notes in that tattoo, like I said before, we spoke to each other through music. A second heart can also be seen coming out of the ruin. This tattoo symbolizes heartbreak and pain. And it symbolizes that even through all the chaos and tragedy, love is always still there.
By Rachel Willette5 years ago in Humans
Life After You
My life before you was good. I had my freedom. I had my goals and ambitions and dreams. I didn’t have to answer to anyone for anything. My life before you was good. However, my life before you lacked something. I wanted a partner to share life with. I wanted someone I could confide in and talk to. I wanted to feel wanted. This is where you came along.
By Chrissy Carroll5 years ago in Humans
This Woman Who I Loved
I’ve had trouble letting go of love; of the love I’ve felt which I shouldn’t have felt. Of the longing which kept throbbing inside my chest after every other piece of my heart had been broken. I longed for the woman who scarred the most intimate chambers of my individual soul, and I longed for her while she did it, and I longed for her while she walked away.
By Miles Rafael Bairley-Ujueta5 years ago in Humans
