#Heart break movie#

You cannot go to bed each night wondering if tomorrow is THE DAY – the day where you will wake up and be okay again! That’s not how it works, because tomorrow is not a plot point in your character arc. It feels like heartbreak is your fate and you might as well get used to it, because nothing is apparently changing. So little, in fact, that it often feels like you’re not making any progress. But that’s why heartbreak is so hard – because it’s little by little. You will still have days where you want to cry at work, and you will have other days where you’re too busy to even think about them. You will watch the old shows you two used to watch together, you will watch new shows. You will learn to enjoy your hobbies again. You will put yourself back together in bits and pieces. And eventually, at some point, the “normal” nights will outweigh the sadness nights. And another night like that will happen soon. The one where you just fell asleep without any sadness or dwelling. You don’t even realize this happened, because you’re back at it the next night, tossing and turning and reminiscing on the times when you used to kiss each other good night or murmur sweetly on the phone. One night, you fall asleep without dwelling on the fact that you didn’t say good night to them. We heal in little moments that we don’t even notice. We don’t heal in one perfect scene, on the top of a hill overlooking a city skyline. You will not have an aha, I’m all better now! moment because those don’t exist in real life. Your life is not going to follow a setup:problem:climax:resolution storyline.

#Heart break movie#

There’s no audience planted in seats with bowls of popcorn, watching your movie for an hour and fifty-two minutes. That’s because this is real life and there is no switch. You try to smile, and to let out breaths of “satisfaction,” and to do anything else you’ve seen on a screen that supposedly signify that you are now okay.īut none of it works. You do the things you see in movie montages where the sad person is “fixing” themselves – you go on runs and you show up at happy hours and birthday parties and maybe you even go on a few dates. This is your story – a happiness and then a breakup and then a never-ending bout of loneliness and depression that you’ll never get away from. Whether it was your choice or theirs or a mutual decision, it stings and consumes you and convinces you that this is all you’ll ever be able to think about for the rest of your life. They were like an energy around you – difficulties could still creep through the shield, but they were less terrifying when you knew you had someone by your side.Īnd then in an instant, that all evaporated. This person didn’t get rid of your problems for you. Someone to think about when the days were long and you were nervous about your job or your future or your grad school exams or your family troubles. You had someone to come home to at night. You felt so happy and filled up and peaceful and you thought, this is it. You’re mourning the fact that, at least for a little while, you thought you had found your person. You’re mourning the loss of what could have been. It’s absolutely different from the sadness that you feel during a tragedy, or during the loss of a loved one. It affects the way you look at the world, it affects the way that you have fun, it seeps into the light moments that you try to have with your friends and reminds you that, no, laughter is not something that belongs in your life right now.

Heartbreak, when it’s strong and severely crippling, can take on a life form you’ve never seen before. Tapping on your brain every time you try to open a book to get away from it, just for a second. Vibrating behind your eyelids while you’re sitting at work trying not to cry.

Sitting with you when you drink your coffee in the morning. You wake up with it, you go to bed with it, and in the hours in-between that you have to fill, it’s your constant companion. Filling up the space in your veins and your stomach and your head. Instead, it becomes like a gas that fills up your entire body. And at some point, it stops becoming an emotion, a feeling, a phase that you’re just going through right now. What was beautiful and perfect and colorful yesterday or last week or last year is now dull and empty and meaningless and ugly to look at. It’s fascinating how much of a strong filter that heartbreak can have on your life.