I wonder when exactly in the process of growing up we learn to stifle our feelings so that they are not so easily read. I wonder when we learn to be ashamed of the act of feeling, when we are taught to hide our tears, to tone down our laughter. To apologize for the things that make us human and alive. Continue reading
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.” ― Sophocles
Don’t blame love.
Love didn’t make you cry, loss did. Being ripped apart from something that meant a lot to you without your consent. Realizing that the things you wanted for the future will not come to pass, even the things you didn’t realize you wanted. The acceptance of living without. That’s what made you cry.
Love didn’t cut you to the bone, cruelty did. Harsh words from someone you held in high regard. The act of dropping you and moving on as if you meant nothing to them. The casual manner in which they continue, pretending that they didn’t just rip through your life like a hurricane. That’s what hurt you to the core.
Love didn’t make you second-guess yourself, the belief that you’re not good enough did. The crazy thought that because you weren’t appreciated in one instance you won’t be in any other. The notion that you can’t possibly measure up to expectation. That’s what stole your confidence.
Love didn’t make you gain weight, or lose weight, or cut your hair or binge-drink, uncertainty did. The feeling that your whole world was rocked because something you thought was so sure turned out to be anything but. The idea that the foundation you stood on is capable of crumbling. That’s what put you in a spiral.
Love didn’t let you down. Love didn’t punch you in the stomach. Love didn’t hurt you, or betray you.
Love made you laugh. It made you feel invincible and safe. It made you feel at home. It lifted you up.
Love is all of the best parts of your life. It’s family and friends and the reassurance that someone else out there knows what you’re going through. It’s inside jokes and glasses of wine and funny voicemails and stupid text messages.
If you never loved anything, you might never truly feel the pain of loss. But don’t blame love for your heartbreak- whether it came by way of breakup, death, rejection or fate. Love didn’t hurt you on purpose. Someone or something may have, but it wasn’t love.
When you give up on love you give up on life. You give up the possibility of everything that is worth having, feeling and doing.
So- love without regret or shame. Realize that when your world is turned upside-down, it’s never love’s fault. When you’re happy, recognize all of the love in your life.
Know that whatever else happens, love is what makes it all worth it.
and isn’t it
to know that
(in this world)
love, beautiful love,
is just like the rest…
not a right,