Jun 22, 2007 16:51
Sometimes I wish I had made more mistakes. I would’ve made them louder and more prolific. If only I knew the outcome of what was going to happen, I would've caused more mayhem. I followed the rules, endured the issues and ended up trying to piece up back together the hardest puzzle ever created by man. It’s called Me. Fixing a broken heart is hard. Symptoms include depression, anger, bitterness, and sadness. When dealing with a broken heart, It’s kind of like performing open heart surgery in a metaphorical type of way. It takes a lot of time and a whole lot of personal healing for you to fully recover again. The process of gaining your strength is hard. Sometimes you will still feel your heart chest wince in pain every now and then, but overall you’re a much healthier person than you were before.
A lot of people deal with ‘broken hearts’ differently. Some talk about it with a friend, others go off into solitude to never speak to another human being until they are ready, and others just run along with the motions and pretend that it was all some sort of elaborate hoax or that Ashton Kutcher was behind all of this and that you were getting Punk’d in a really bad way. For me, I choose to confide in my friends. Sometimes I feel bad for dropping a buttload of emotional baggage on them to only hear them say “everything is going to be okay.” If I wanted to hear that, I could’ve cracked up a fortune cookie. Nonetheless, I'm still thankful for the friends that have stuck by me through my troubled times.
Having a broken heart is only temporary. That temporary may last a little longer than the word suggests, but eventually it will go away. I’d like to think that it’s It’s 30% time, and 70% mental. Usually the stuff that holds us back is our own self pity. If we can overcome this, then we can help fight the war against Broken Heart Syndrome. Now let’s go out there and make the broken hearted foolish.
I seriously need to stop watching Scrubs.