Thank You for Breaking my Heart

I’ve always wished I could say that line to someone with a straight face. Arianna managed to write a whole song about it, so it seems doable.

It takes a long time to find gratitude in the not-so-happy things that happen in life. Because no matter how good something was at one point, when it results in a broken heart, you aren’t at all thinking of the words “thank you.” You’re thinking of just one word: HURT. Sometimes, heartbreak hurts so badly, it feels like your insides are on the outsides. It hurts your skin, your teeth, even your hair. At times, it felt like half my body was taken from me while I was asleep, and replaced with air, and only part of me was still functioning, and the other part was completely empty.

When a broken heart happens, there’s just no real way to explain to anyone how it hurts, because the hurt is different for everyone.

Things get messy in relationships — no matter what kind they are. And while I believe investing in a good mop is important, I also believe that investing in a resilient heart is your best bet. Despite all the cleaning up I’ve had to do over my lifetime, I’ve never given up on believing in people. Not once.

That heart of mine, gimpy or half-empty as it may be, still keeps beating for all the people I’ve yet to meet.