breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
To the Friends That Broke Me:
I’m slowing it down. Trying, so hard to write what I could never find the words to say. My chest is burning, heavy and all I want to do is smash my fist into something—anything, regardless of splitting bone. Tearing skin, scoring flesh—it never bleeds enough to let this bitterness seep out of my veins. You may as well try scoring into concrete. I don’t feel anything anymore, even if my body seems delicate and easily broken, I don’t flinch. And it’s because of you all.
By Elle White 6 years ago in Humans
A Letter to the Woman Who Couldn't Love Me
To a Figment in my Past, I don’t know if you could not or would not love me but, at this point it doesn’t matter. I told you that I wasn’t angry; I lied, I am irate, I am bitter. You made me feel worthless, after all that time, after everything I gave, I still wasn’t good enough. My gut was wrenching like my heart was being fed through a meat grinder, like I was nothing more than just a rotting pile of flesh, gutted and left for dead.
By Michael C. Lafferty-Shockency6 years ago in Humans
They Will Never Realize What They Lost
We all have someone from our past who we wish we hadn’t lost. Someone whose life events seemed to guide them in a direction away from us. Leaving us sad, lonely, and heartbroken. We’ve all experienced that wretched pang of despair when we say to ourselves: “One day they will realize what they’ve lost, and they’ll come back.” Or have said: “I hope that you find your way back,” or “one day you will see that I am the one for you.” The pain of letting someone go whom you don’t want to can not be described in words. There is no amount of beautiful verbiage that could illustrate the un-subsiding waves of sadness and desolation that will cripple you in times of misery. Whether it was something in their lives that pulled them away, like a career move or a bad decision, we all have someone we always thought would see the error of their ways and come back to right their wrongs.
By Michael C. Lafferty-Shockency6 years ago in Humans
How to Find Yourself After a Breakup
Tips for Reclaiming Yourself After a Breakup Do you feel like you can’t go on without the person you love or are you so angry at them that you can’t see straight? Are you stuck in a deep pit of depression or grief, anger or frustration that a significant relationship is ending or has ended? Does your heart feel so crushed, deflated and confused that you are having a hard time even getting out of bed and moving into your days?
By Cheri Shanti6 years ago in Humans
Unwanted (Chapter 4)
I finished putting my groceries away. I had the perfect song in mind to sing tonight. It was entitled "Sustaining." It was a dance song that I wrote when AJ kicked me to the curb like a raggedy soccer ball. This song is a message to haters and past love affairs that no matter what they did to me, I'm still going to make it.
By Merlin Mystique6 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to the First Boy Who Broke My Heart:
To the first boy who broke my heart, I love you, and I think I always will. I never received any closure at the end of us. You were apart of my life for so many years. You knew every one of my secrets, no mater how big or small; you knew me through and through. We would spend hours talking about how much we loved each other and wished we were together again rather than on opposite sides of the country.
By Londyn Nichole6 years ago in Humans
Unwanted Chapter 1
It was an October Saturday. The air was crisp and clear with the essence of Autumn in the air. Since the air exuded pumpkin spice and sweaters, I decided to stay in and cook that night. The week had been strenuous, but the excitement was scheduled to arrive. The love of my life, AJ suggested that we meet at my place and have dinner and watch our favorite movies.
By Merlin Mystique6 years ago in Humans
Life Changes
My life has always had its ups and downs, just like everyone elses'. I have faced discrimination for my choices, and I have been praised for them. It has definitely never been easy... but I get by. Things got worse as I grew older, that is until I learned to not care what other people think. This story starts when I was thirteen, back when I had just started high school.
By Caitlyn Popovich6 years ago in Humans
The Pain of Letting Go
It hurts you know? Having to let go. So many memories and smiles, but now it's just pain and sorrow. I find myself wanting to pick up the phone, desperately needing to hear your voice. But, I know it will only hurt worse in the end. It's not fair. It's just not fair.
By Felicia Morrow6 years ago in Humans
