I know I’m still breathing and functioning to the best of my capabilities, but I can’t say that I actually survived that moment my world got turned upside down. Something within me broke, irrecoverably, and everyday I’m reminded of the power that heartache still has on me. I’m always trying to make my peace with it just so I can be some kind of normal adult and some days it’s much harder than others, but I know what surviving is...and I’m sad to say [i]this[/i] isn’t it.

I took a better look at him and realized I wasn't grieved because I lost HIM. I was heartbroken at the many lies, deceit, and for losing the love I [b]thought[/b] I had. He was [i]always[/i] emotionally unavailable. I just didn't want to see it.

#1 Rule: Always tell yourself the truth. Not what you [i]want[/i] to believe. Then you'll keep your head on straight. He never deserved me.

I cried myself to sleep for what seemed like a month but it probably wasn't. One day I woke up and realized they ceased to exist to me and I began rediscovering the me that was before my soul was killed off and I realized I rather liked myself and that I had a lot to give.

Now I just needed to learn to love again and trust again. One has been accomplished.

You go through phases of being in disbelief, distraught, angry, depressed and eventually accepting....and it can take a long time (sometimes forever) to get to that acceptance. There are also no clearly defined lines....I have accepted, but still sometimes fall back into depression. Basically, you figure out what [b]you [/b] need to do to survive.

Take your heart out, stitch it together, and drown it in academics

[c=#7700B2]keeping busy.. was doing a full time course at the time.. that distracted me and soon enough the hurt from it all got less and less [/c]

Time. I felt miserable for months but eventually I realised I was tired of being tired so I got on with it

Time and a lot of tears. 😢

therapy, self reflection, figuring out where i went wrong, identifying patterns of behavior that are destructive to me.

i didnt, now i sound like a rain stick as all the broken pieces rattle around as i walk

Life just moves on. Wether we want it to or not. The only guarantee is that life changes and life will continue. 🦋

https://similarworlds.com/32-Personal-Thoughts-Feelings/1845000-A-letter-to-my-Jacob-My-sweetest-love-I-never

Alcohol

You just have to work through it, it happened and you can't make it not happen. You have good days and bad but eventually the bad days become less

Keeping myself busy for the most part. But when the pain of heartbreak sets in, I cry. Worst thing you can do is hold it in.

I don't remember it was so long ago. But probably it was like they say, with time.

A lot of distraction and keeping optimistic! 🤗

Alcohol, drugs, casual sex, then therapy

[c=#359E00]google can answer that[/c]

you don't have one in the first place

I turned to stone for a while.

I merely went to work as I was supposed to and went about my daily life
until one day a few years later the love I had for her was gone.

I don't hate her, but I don't love her.
When I put it all together, I realized I only liked the way she looked

One day at a time. Trying to distract myself with activities and entertainments (mostly novels). Talking to my friends about the agony. Trying not to daydream or think about the ex.

I figured out that my purpose and sense of well being couldn't be dependent on any other person. So I just kept on living. Life worked out.

I cried myself to sleep a lot, and tried to stay busy and remember the happy moments we'd shared.

My hearts still broke tbf but meh you just eat some ready break and put your trainers on its a new day 🤷‍♂️

I begged for overtime at work, hung out with my friends on weekends. And always went to bed at a decent time.

Pills and whining like a bitch

Friends and family

By letting time pass, and gathering yourself again. You know your worth is only as good as you make it. You are worth it. 🙂

Stay busy so your mind can't fixate on the past