It’s going to hurt like hell. Probably pains you’ve never experienced before. And the worst part about it isn’t that you feel them, but that you can’t take anything to help. That although they feel like physical pains. In your heart. Deep in the pit of your stomach. They’re not. It’s all mental. And you can’t take Tylenol to make a broken heart stop hurting. You can’t get a prescription to mend your broken world. You can’t hide away under your covers and expect it all to change. So brace yourself. Because it’s going to hurt like hell. That’s what they forget to tell you. But it doesn’t last forever. And it will get better. I promise. After the initial shock of your heartbreak. Of your failed plans. Of the disaster you’re going through. It. Will. Get. Better. But only when you pick yourself up from the confusion and the sadness. The anger. The disbelief. The lack of hope. Only when YOU pick yourself up from whatever is weighing you down and realize that in order for it to get better, YOU have to move forward. YOU have to remember the happy things. The love you still have for you and in you. The smiles, laughs, dreams. The ones you’re still capable of coming across in the future. In your future. In your beautiful, necessary life! It will get better and you are never alone in the feeling of it hurting like hell. And one day you’re going to be so mentally strong that no amount of destruction will make your world crumble again. You will discover parts of you you never even knew existed. Wonderful things about you that were waiting to emerge. You are going to learn how to firmly plant your feet on the ground. On the foundation of your beautiful life and you are going to make this world. Your world. So much more beautiful. And I thank you for that. __a.c.