breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
The Curse of Subjectivity
I am no stranger to people walking out of my life. In my twenty-two years, I’ve lost countless individuals, and those who used to be significant have become distant memories. As they leave, I find myself obsessing over why they left. What did I do wrong? What stories will they tell about me as their life progresses? No matter how much I fixate on it I will never know. Subjective experience is tricky like that.
By Edyn Schwartz8 years ago in Humans
The Chest Of Vision Herbs
Virga drove quickly down the highway towards Gorden's Pub. She was intent on meeting Shiggari as soon as possible. The frigid wind blew boldly on her short black dress, exposing just enough of her pale and bony physique to be seductive. She thought only of her plan, her amazing plan, and how wonderful it was going to be. She parked her crimson convertible on the pub's lot. Stepping out, one could gape at how perfectly her auburn hair fell on her shoulders as she admired the familiarity of the establishment. She loved the gray-bricked walls, the large oak door guarding the entrance, and how the roof gleamed in the evening sunlight. She steeped through the door and walked gracefully to the table where Shiggari sat, the way a model might tiptoe down a runway.
By Toy Caulder8 years ago in Humans
Break Up Lessons: Part Three
Months have passed and the experience with Aaron is both a distant memory and constant reminder of the lessons learned when we get into relationships without first knowing ourselves. We can not drift from one relationship to the next without unloading the baggage that we carry along with us. This baggage expands each and every time we decide not to face the person who is most responsible for that baggage: YOU.
By Kimberly Denesse8 years ago in Humans
A Completion
It happened almost overnight. I fell asleep feeling content with the way things were playing out. I was living at my mom's with my boyfriend but it was only because we had goals. We were going to buy a house, get married and eventually start a family. We had a great relationship. He made me laugh, he brought me little surprises, we had great sex and I knew he genuinely cared.
By Stephanie Ashley8 years ago in Humans
Break Up Lessons: Part Two
Making the decision to confront the Emptiness was, quite frankly, emotionally overwhelming for me but, the decision needed to be made. I was at a point in my life where I had no choice but to face all of the emotions, feelings and thoughts that were crowded into my mind in the aftermath of another disastrous relationship experience. I was at the spot where I needed to answer the question that every man and woman asks themselves at the end of a relationship: Is it me?
By Kimberly Denesse8 years ago in Humans
Cracking the Code
We've all been there, ladies. We meet a guy and he makes our hearts race, our palms sweat, and our thoughts get scrambled. We all have that one guy that we thought would be the one someday. Married with kids and a dog. Somehow, we always end up picking the wrong guy to be our Mr. Right.
By Katrina Dean8 years ago in Humans
Blessed with a Breakup
We used to be friends. Best friends, actually. I met Jamie when I moved to his school for my further education. He was one of the first few people I had met and we instantly clicked. Something about him was very comforting and we became good friends. At the time I met him, I did not feel anything for him and he did not feel anything for me. He had a girlfriend and I had a lot of family problems that I took up my most of my thoughts.
By Linu George8 years ago in Humans
Letters to a Lost Love
To the one I once loved, I could have lived my life happily, not knowing what emotional abuse was. Then you walked into my life. You carried yourself with courage and self-confidence. I found you daring and dashing. Sadly, it was the walk that kills me when I still see you every day. The walk where you puff your chest out and clench your fists at your side. Despite your colourful personality, you weren’t the prettiest. You were short with pimples covering every inch of your face. Those things didn’t matter to me though. I ignored every sign and every signal. My friends and family told me recognize the power you held in your confidence. To see the hatred you hid behind those beautiful blue eyes. Despite it all, I was convinced you were my future.
By Kendra Town8 years ago in Humans
12am
I feel quite selfish blaming it on you. But lately I've been losing myself and the only reason I seem to find for this is that you left when I needed you most, you left when I finally started to believe you'd stay forever, you left when I decided I wanted you to stay.
By Eva Beatrice8 years ago in Humans
Baggage
My car started to shake and growl in peak hour traffic for the third time that week. Rhythmically it would crescendo until I was sure it could take no more, and then, thwomp, it would visibly give a little jump and then start its pathetic little process all over again. Growl, crescendo, thwomp. Growl, crescendo, thwomp. Growl, crescendo, thwomp.
By Hannah Collins8 years ago in Humans
