breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
Cold Summer
He stood there at the window of the home as the sunlight that should have been warm drenched over his head and shoulders. It was late June, yet the sunlight felt cold to him, like Father Death’s hands wrapping around his throat and strangling him like some kind of madman. It was as if the world were trying to suffocate him and take him down for all he was.
By Datura Finnilan8 years ago in Humans
Heartbreak and Healing Part 2
I went home that night thinking of him as I lay in bed with my fiancé. It was eating away at me. I tried to ignore it, push it to the back of my mind. It seemed the harder I tried the more it became impossible. I laid awake for hours that night watching my partner sleeping peacefully, it felt as with every toss and turn my mind made that night so did my unborn child. I felt sick. I felt disloyal. How could I be planning a future with someone and be infatuated with another? I fell into a unsettled sleep that night.
By Karly smith8 years ago in Humans
Cliché
One-part promethazine; two-parts Vicodin; four-parts cannabis~ I'm out like a light… physically. But like the embers that burn after a freshly dead fire, I thrive within. I may have trouble typing my words, but in my mind, I dance amongst my thoughts. I am their queen, dressed in wisdom and silk; I control their destiny. I control what may be shared, I control what can never escape.
By Sarah Westerhaus8 years ago in Humans
Four Years
Technically it was October 20th, 2012 at an unholy hour in the morning. I came back to my dorm high after spending the evening at a friend's, and I was furious with you. We’d been playing cat and mouse for months now, and I was tired of being strung along. That night I was ready to cut it off. I was about to walk away, forgetting everything that might have been.
By Edyn Schwartz8 years ago in Humans
La Vie En Rose
Breakups suck. From the gruesome beheadings of Henry VIII’s wives in the 16th century to Tom Cruise and Katie Holms multimillion-dollar divorce in the 21st, the end of a relationship is traumatizing. The mausoleum of breakups is constantly filled with songs of broken hearts, stories of unrequited love, desperate declarations of "You cheated on me less than my last girlfriend. I just need you to stay with me!" At some point in our lives, we will all be victims of a horrible heartbreak. "We need to talk," is the most anxiety inducing phrase in the English language that, more often than not, becomes "I'm breaking up with you." And in this moment of tremendous emotion, we are also given a choice: disintegrate into an empty shell of sadness or shed the skin of the old relationship and rebuild.
By Edyn Schwartz8 years ago in Humans
The Curse of Subjectivity
I am no stranger to people walking out of my life. In my twenty-two years, I’ve lost countless individuals, and those who used to be significant have become distant memories. As they leave, I find myself obsessing over why they left. What did I do wrong? What stories will they tell about me as their life progresses? No matter how much I fixate on it I will never know. Subjective experience is tricky like that.
By Edyn Schwartz8 years ago in Humans
The Chest Of Vision Herbs
Virga drove quickly down the highway towards Gorden's Pub. She was intent on meeting Shiggari as soon as possible. The frigid wind blew boldly on her short black dress, exposing just enough of her pale and bony physique to be seductive. She thought only of her plan, her amazing plan, and how wonderful it was going to be. She parked her crimson convertible on the pub's lot. Stepping out, one could gape at how perfectly her auburn hair fell on her shoulders as she admired the familiarity of the establishment. She loved the gray-bricked walls, the large oak door guarding the entrance, and how the roof gleamed in the evening sunlight. She steeped through the door and walked gracefully to the table where Shiggari sat, the way a model might tiptoe down a runway.
By Toy Caulder8 years ago in Humans
Break Up Lessons: Part Three
Months have passed and the experience with Aaron is both a distant memory and constant reminder of the lessons learned when we get into relationships without first knowing ourselves. We can not drift from one relationship to the next without unloading the baggage that we carry along with us. This baggage expands each and every time we decide not to face the person who is most responsible for that baggage: YOU.
By Kimberly Denesse8 years ago in Humans
A Completion
It happened almost overnight. I fell asleep feeling content with the way things were playing out. I was living at my mom's with my boyfriend but it was only because we had goals. We were going to buy a house, get married and eventually start a family. We had a great relationship. He made me laugh, he brought me little surprises, we had great sex and I knew he genuinely cared.
By Stephanie Ashley8 years ago in Humans
