Tear-stained pillows. Heart feeling as if it were filled with lead. Your eyes constantly wet with new tears and crusty with old ones. Your soul is broken. Your body feels heavy. "You'll get over it," they say as you tell, no, cry them the story. They take you to lunch. They have a "ceremony" to get rid of all things that remind you of him. They give you a sweet card. Time passes . . .
But, the tears still come. The pain still lingers . . . in every fiber of who you once thought you were. "Why am I letting this upset me? Hurt me? Aren't I better than this? Stronger than this?" The questions occupy nearly every space in your brain. But, the big one, the one that takes up your entire heart is, "Why doesn't he love me?"
Do you remember your first heartbreak? It stinks. It sucks the life right out of you. You are forever changed when you realize that your heart if vulnerable. You might not be able to see the scars, but they are there. For the most part, we learn from it. We grow from it. We become better, stronger, and smarter because of it. But, it is hard to think that way when you are in the middle of it.
Her name is RJTrue. She's a newer blogger. She has an amazing way with words. Most of all, she has an amazing way of expressing herself--her true self (thus the name). Her heart is broken.
She knows that this is just a guy and he's a jerk and she should just get over it. She knows that there are people who have been and are going through so much more than she. However, how many of us have tried to rationalize the heartbreak out of us only to have it plant itself firmly inside our soul? Well, that's where she is.
She's young. She's made an incredibly bold decision to move, by herself to a new city. She desperately is trying to follow her dreams. But now . . . this. The heartbreak.
This is a call to action for all my blogging buddies. Can you drop by What a Girl's Gotta Do, RJTrue's blog and give her some support? Share your heartbreak story. Give her some advice? Have an old heartbreak remedy from granny? Let's show her some love so she can get through this moment in her life that each of us probably know all to well.
Let's heal a heart, people!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
First Heartbreak . . . Do you remember?
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I totally remember! Thought I would NEVER get over it. LOL.
consider it done. i've been there and though it was many moonds ago, i can still remember how it felt!
done and done... and what a loving caring friend she has in you to ask for such a favor!
Oh, I remember and YES I WILL!! Take care - Kellan
Laski - You are KILLING me. This request is adorable, but I've already left my love..... I'm a faithful reader.
You are so sweet to support her this way. If she means this much to you--I'm there. Headed there now!
Misty . . . I saw your message. You are awesome!!! (I even referenced you in my comment!)
Thanks for all the blogging love--you are awesome! If ever you need some bloggy love--you've got it!
That is so sweet of you! Heartbreak is a tough thing and we have all been there. When you are in the middle of it- it is a very dark place. I wil def. check out the blog and give my support!
Will do ~ we've all been there!
I can still feel the pain if I think to long about it.. I will stop by for sure.. :)
I was thinking of the day, 5 years ago today, when we were told our one-day-old newborn was being tested for Down syndrome. That pain is still here, 5 years later. And I spend a lot of time still crying over the pain. And the incredible joy and laughter he brings us.
Oh man. You've just upped the ante on being a good blogging friend. What a sweetheart you are.
And yes, I've been there. She's on my blog-roll. She's fantastic.
Going over now!
I am moved to say the least. And blessed.
Thank you laskigal, from the bottom of my heart ...
And to the rest of you - grateful doesn't even cover it.
Oh, the first heartbreak. Who could forget. Thanks for dropping by my site. I'll definitly be back to yours.
Awesome!
1. I like RJTrue's blog, too.
2. I read your comment on my Ohio post, and it made me happy. This is true chiefly because you mentioned you were going to trim your mullet. I have always wanted a mullet. I think I'm going to reserve the haircut for a time in my son's life in which he will be totally mortified by me generally, and particularly mortified if I make a fashion faux-pas. For example, I'll tell him if he ever drinks at a party in high school, I'll cut my hair in a mullet and insist upon walking him to school holding my hand every day. Man, I'm a sick woman.
3. Rock on Southeastern Ohio!
Oh I remember this alllllll too well. As I recall Air Supply songs started to take on new and deep meanings during this period of time. That's when I knew I had to pull it together.
Thanks for stopping by blog! We love the same movies!
Not sure what I can offer, but I am off to see her.
I've been reading her blog thanks to you for a few weeks. She does need a pick me up. I've been behind on my blog reading but we are home now and I can concentrate on catching up. I feel so lost. Ha! It's amazing how a little blog network makes my day complete.
She is so lucky to have a good friend like you. I have no heartbreak. It's unbelievable but I married my first love and he married his first love. I'm going over to see how I can support her.
Hi!
Just reading your post gives me that feeling in the pit of my stomach! I actually married my high school sweetheart, but there were a couple of boyfriends before him (not serious like an adult relationship) but that feeling of being rejected, I think is so hurtful no matter what the age. I'd be glad to lend my support, and I think it's awfully nice of you to do this for your friend!
btw, if you get a minute today, would you please stop by my blog? I have tagged you for a meme. Of course, only if you feel like it!
Have a good one!
Lizzy
Oh yes. I remember. I remember lying on the floor of my apartment sobbing so loud my neighbors must have thought I was dying. Ugh.
I'm on my way over.
Oh no! Poor thing. Running over asap with some first aid.
I can remember vividly. The heartbreak, and moving to a new city...alone. It does change you forever. So sweet of you to post.
You are such a sweetheart... this is a great post!
I remember feeling like that, I though I'd be alone forever and I wanted to be alone.
Funny when you consider I'm on my third marriage lol.
His name was Shawn...ooohh the pain!
Blessings, Joanne
p.s. I just LOVE that you are directing traffic her way. You have a gift of kindness that just touches my heart.
It's very sweet of you to post this. What's not sweet is the jerk who is guilty of my first heartbreak. Jerky jerk jerk.
That was so sweet of you to do that for your friend. I will stop by tonight and share some love!
i remember my first heartbreak. it sucked. but, i know from experience...and age...you do get over it, even though you think you never will...and you find another someone...whose heart you break...and so on, until you meet the one!!
i'll go and say hi to her...she's one of my new little friends!!
xoxo
I once heard this bit of advice about getting over heartbreak: "To get over one guy, you just need to get under another one"
It's funny, but when I look back on my college years, I fear I took it to heart too often!!! (Ugh.)
Thanks for stopping by my blog, by the way!!
Such a sweet post an - oh the bittersweet that is young heartbreak!
I agree that getting your heart broken is a terrible, terrible thing.
What a wonderful person you are to suggest she get support from the blog world!
Kudos to you, and I am on my way to her site.........
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