breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
But, Baby
It started in high school. Girl meets boy and girl likes boy. Typical, I know. He was younger than her but she didn’t care. They would flirt in the hallways and on their way to classes until he finally asked for her number. When he asked her to be his girlfriend, she said yes, of course. Shouldn’t that be the happiest moment of her life? She thought so.
By Teresa Villarreal8 years ago in Humans
Never As It Seems
It all started about 5 or 6 years ago. I was only 15 and he was 16. The one kid I was always scared of, always scared to get near. I never thought he would be the one. My first love, the one I still love. I never once thought that I would be the one to ever get depressed or have anxiety. The very first time we ever dated was 6 years ago. Never thought I would or even could feel this way about somebody. Our first few years were very dumpy. Always on and off. Constantly fighting. I could never leave my house without being accused of cheating. Couldn’t go to a friend's house and hang out with calling and asking first. But actually besides all that, he was still really caring, loving, and sweet. Just a little crazy. We grew up together basically.
By Erin Calhoun8 years ago in Humans
A Letter to Myself
Dear Defeated, Third failed relationship down, who knows how much more to go. Maybe it’s the lack of effort you feel you deserve to have after it’s over, or the genuine desire to give up. Either way, you simply can't bring yourself to do it all over again.
By Kelly-Christina Santi8 years ago in Humans
The Last Line
She laid in the bed wide awake. She could hear him lightly snoring and wondered how he could sleep so peacefully. She tossed and turned every night with the same thoughts haunting her brain. Even the music she blasted through her ear buds couldn't block out the thoughts. She glanced at the clock, 2:07 AM. She had to be up in less than four hours. She flipped on her side and looked at him. She studied his peaceful face. His stubble was just starting to grow in. His chest would slowly move up and down with every breath he took. She wanted to cry. She didn’t want to hurt him anymore.
By Jacob Grandmaison8 years ago in Humans
Square One
The feeling of heartbreak is like a tightening in the chest that won't go away. It's like the feeling of vomit constantly at the back of your throat, it's like sleeping through classes/work/appointments. Heartbreak in my opinion is another word for excruciatingly painful depression. I used to be in love; head over heels in love with who I thought was the most amazing person I had ever met. I never felt sadness or pain, I was finally understood, I finally felt secure. The best analogy I could give is when it's the middle of August in Florida, so hot you can barely move, but you take your first sip of an ice cold glass of lemonade and it's pure bliss. Weird analogy, but this was the most refreshing thing I'd ever felt and I thought, "How could something like this ever go wrong?"
By Sydney Elliott8 years ago in Humans
To The Woman Who Will Love Him Next
I know you don't like the thought of me. His ex. The one he loved before you, but I can assure you that you have nothing to worry about. We were together once, and we loved one another once, but we grew apart. And now he loves you.
By Jenna Edwards8 years ago in Humans
