breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
The Deepest Connection Your Soul Has Ever Felt
There is a very specific person that came to mind when you read that title. I want to encourage you to think about them. No matter how painful, no matter how much it hurts that you aren't together. Think about them and try to eliminate your anger. Try to take the bitter taste out of your mouth that has been lingering for quite some time...
By Danielle McLean7 years ago in Humans
Moving On
Moving on is hard, y’know? People make moving on look so easy. You assume it is until you have to. I wouldn't dare put as much of myself into my last relationship if I knew then what a know now. A whole year later and nothing feels right. I think there is a misconception about young love. Young love can be just as deep, meaningful, draining and hurtful as two older adults in love. A year later and I don't know if my love is as resilient as I thought. A little over 12 months of off and on trial and trivia with other people that gets me nowhere. Most of those months being dedicated to myself; I daydream of me getting lost in meadows of self-growth. Most of these past months spent searching for comfort in my own solitude. I’ve surely grown and learned to enjoy being left in my lonesome but even with me not being 100 percent where I wanna be with myself, I can’t help the feeling of desire for new love. It still feels damn near impossible, because it has been. Yet, I find myself dreaming about someone. No one who I’ve dealt with before, no person in particular as a matter of fact but just a someone that leaves me with more of a feeling than a remembrance of who they are. I know how I want to feel about someone and how I want them to make me feel, I feel that feeling growing inside of me every day. But those feeling can’t be released to just anyone, even if I try to force a connection. Just as I’ve seen myself frolic in self-growth, I’ve always been the sappy girl who wanted nothing more than to drown in the eternal love me and someone else would have for one another. It’s been a minute since someone made me feel like my heart was bungee jumping to the pit of my stomach then back up again. I don’t see these feeling as naive but refreshing. Everyone seems to find love in other people through things they do, what they stand for, how much they care or the effort and how much they do; that’s beautiful and validated by anyone who feels that's what it takes to fall in love with someone. Me on the other hand, I want to feel something. There will always be someone who will treat me nice but not many in this lifetime will be able to make me really feel something that was better than the last. I know this because I love hard. The pure love I have to give is hard to top when I give you all of it. I still think my love is resilient, I feel in my heart it comes in abundance. I don’t mean to be too cautious but I want to be very sure. I might come off as finicky but that is only because I would rather not waste my time on something temporary. Gestures from men confuse me because they later turn to sinister memories mocking you because you fell for them. I’ve been robbed of love I had to offer with nothing left behind but dirt to kick in my own face because I was convinced it was my fault. When all love is lost, I feel like there is nothing in me left as far as strength to move on. Not a lack of strength to move on from the last person but no strength to move on to being brave enough to developing new feelings. What seems impossible now won’t seem that way forever. By continuing to indulge in myself and landscape my valley of self-growth, I know I’ll true find happiness eventually. If love comes later, I'm fine with that.
By thebrinicexperience7 years ago in Humans
Come Home
It has been 18 hours since he walked out that door, he was meant to come back just like every time that we have fought. If I had known this would happen I would have never let him go, he would still be here safe with me. It is my fault, now all I can do is sit here waiting, hoping he will come home.
By jennyfer granados7 years ago in Humans
Dear Ex #1
I've decided to write open letters to each of my exes. I felt inspired to do this for two reasons: one being Ariana Grande's new single, "Thank U, Next." For those of you who have not yet heard the song I urge you to check it out! She briefly describes each of her past relationships and what she has learned from each and how they have shaped her for the better. The second reason for these open letters is because of the fact that I actually feel as though I am currently with the man I will marry and spend the rest of my life with. I feel as though doing these open letters will not only give me closure but help me appreciate how grateful and blessed I am to have finally found the one... This will be one letter of three that I hope to do.
By Kendra Bennett7 years ago in Humans
Love Is Not a Choice
It’s hard. Being in the middle is so hard. This feeling of staying between two fires, you can get burned so easily. I think love is so overrated. Love will tear us apart, like Joy Division said. I’ve got a strong fear of not being loved back. I’ve always wanted to not get attached to someone, but if people who love will hate, people who hate will love. I loved this guy, so much, I cannot even breath if I’m next to him. It’s been five years now since we don’t talk anymore. He had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. I could not speak to him at first, as if I did not feel worth telling him anything, I did not want to ruin it, consume it, but I did not want to end the moment. We went out once, and for a year, I tried to feel his eyes staring at me, I knew he was talking to me about some people, but I did not care. Then I began to understand. Love is only wanting the good for a person, even when things are bad, but fucking bad, and for him it is worth less than the earth that tramples. Be there, always. That day I took courage, went to a friend of his, and ended up writing to us. I still remember, when I saw the message, I felt so happy and so sad, I did not want to ruin everything.
By Regina Mauro7 years ago in Humans
Worst Breakup Ever
I decided to change names as to not destroy the already deflating ego of a diabolical cheater. I was sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee when I heard a soft knock at the door. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and I felt as if the person knocking regretted the knock as soon as they did it. I opened the door and was surprised to see a beautiful brown haired girl standing in front of me. A few awkward glances at each other and I said, "Can I help you?" She started scrunching her shirt and I felt as though she was scared. I was ready to shut the door when she asked if Luke was home. Annoyed with the fact that another girl was looking for my boyfriend, I asked her who she was and why she was looking for him.
By Kelsey Hayes7 years ago in Humans
Modern Day Fairy Tale
Photo by Corey Motta on Unsplash Once again, I had finally had enough of this on again, off again FWB arrangement that we started in May 2017. Our first hook up was May 28. I will never forget the date because it's my parents anniversary. He was playing that game of cat and mouse once again. I'd told him numerous times that I would leave him alone, once and for all. "Just tell me, Chase. I'll be out of your messenger and life once and for all." His response was always no response. A few days or weeks would go by and either I would give in and reach out to him or he would send me some cute picture of himself, knowing that I would cave.
By Tammy Soley7 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter of Apology
Where to start, you changed me for the better and for the worst. The first thing I want to do is apologise, I'm sorry I wasn't enough and I'm sorry I wasn't ready, I was so scared of loving you that I made you hate me. I wish I could have been stronger. I always admired you for being unapologetically yourself and I hope you are still like that, that is the first of many things that made me love you. You were my best friend. The only person to understand me, to truly understand me. I thought you always would, I hoped you always would.
By Cassidy Kirk7 years ago in Humans
