Second Chance at Love
From breaking up after 3 years to divorcing after 50; we're here to tell you that you can love again.
Mature Love
Have you ever loved someone so much that even after decades of not seeing them, you care about them just as much as you did when you were with them? I unfortunately know that kind of pain. To come across a love that deep is such a beautiful thing, but it’s a painful memory that you can’t scrape away. When we were together, the universe was determined to keep us apart. I now know why. I would have never traveled 2,500 miles and met my husband. My two beautiful girls wouldn’t exist, and my husband would still be living the toxic life he was in.
Jessica BriggsPublished 6 years ago in HumansLife-changing Decisions
Life works in mysterious ways, I say to myself, as I’m looking out my window. I’m on a plane to another state, in another part of the country. I never expected to just up and leave my home of Los Angeles, my birth place. I never expected to move in with the love of my life, my boyfriend of five years, whom I’ve known since eighth grade. It’s weird to think that when I was a young girl, I didn’t ever think I was going to be in a relationship with anyone, let alone for this long. I always thought I was going to be a writer, or in the entertainment industry, living alone with my cats and my books. Well, apparently the universe had different plans, because in eighth grade when I first saw my BF, my whole world stopped. Literally. And I had no idea what the hell was going on! My heart stopped beating at a mile a minute, mouth was dryer than the palm desert, and I felt...a warm, deep feeling. I was definitely confused, but I could sense that we were found to be in each other’s life some way or another. We’ve been through a lot together, from a heartbreaking betrayal in freshman year, to not talking to each other for months, to rekindling our friendships, to me having my first GF, which ended badly. I lost a good friend in the process. High school was already rough as it is with homework, friends, my depression, and family life. I almost gave up on him, and I couldn’t understand what was wrong with me. Was I not pretty enough, good enough? Did his family not like me? He was my first serious boyfriend, and I was a very shy and self-conscious young lady. Finally, at the beginning of our junior year, he realized the girl he was with at the time wasn’t for him...it was me. So, in February of 2012, two days after my birthday, we were back together. And it’s been like that since.
Love
He looked down at the floor. I could see it in his pitiful eyes, heart racing, palms sweating. For once he confessed to a lie. The one lie that ruins most relationships. Barely able to get the words out, he squeaked “Yes.” To my hurt but blunt question: “Did you cheat on me with your ex?” I never thought I would ask that question. But here we were 4 AM after watching his world crumble before him. We sat in my poorly lit, desolate room deciding our fate. I knew he felt sorry because he was caught not because he loved me enough to tell me. He had gone into detail explaining that the day he committed this sin I was waiting for him at his house in his compact twin-sized bed. Clueless to the fact he had posted snapchats in this girls room and even answered a call from me trying to be cool and collected covering up his dirty deed. The truth still didn’t hit me. I was so shocked that my first love could betray me. But I sat there and calmly listened to his story, not because I wanted to but because I really truly was in love with him. Being someone with manic depression, I thought I would be able to handle the stress of this decision to break up with him and be on my own. But of course he kept calling persistently to win back his prize...and of course I answered yearning to see and touch the only man I ever wanted. That one act ruined me. Correction, crippled my once so big heart. I had never felt so much love, spite, and hate for someone all at once. So you know what I did? I cheated...I know revenge sex is the tackiest way to get back at him, but in that moment I thought it was right because he would finally feel the hurt that I felt. For a moment I had won the game, but there was never a winner for long. Both immaturely trying to love each other and get in our game of tit for tat, months had went by and I no longer could take the stress of lurking and watching his every move so closely. I truly lost my mind; some would say I was the psychopath in this situation. Nights of endlessly wondering what he was doing? Who was he with? And who was he texting? One day I finally caught him AGAIN. He sent a message out of spite to a girl saying how beautiful she was and how he wanted to get to know her. When the girl looked like a chicken with all the feathers taken off. I was enraged when I saw these messages in his Facebook Messenger. My one fear had come back to bite me. I remember being so pissed that I had to talk myself out of literally stabbing him, but the one thing I would do is take this dumb tablet he had given me and smash it to little pieces, detonate his clothes with the very knife I thought about piercing him with, and tossing these worthless items out of my front door. Thinking that this metaphorical fuck you would appease the situation somehow. I called him up and I could hear it in his voice; he knew why I called and confessed to trying to get me angry for constantly accusing him of cheating. I was speechless, and at this point my blood was boiling! I told him we were done and to come and get his shit and to never speak to me again (which we both knew was a lie.) He said he was on his way and when he came, our worlds had changed forever...
Unstable and Out of Control
Do you ever find yourself wondering how the people around you can keep their cool even when life happens? Are you someone who can't quite deal with unfortunate events or situations you have no control over? If you answered "yes" then this article is for you. I would like to share my life experience with each of you, and how I manage to overcome.
Silent WriterPublished 6 years ago in HumansThe 10 Stages of Heartbreak
You’ve come here because the deed has been done. And it’s horrible, and it’s the worst but everyone at some point in life experiences it. Love comes under the same neurological functioning that processes drugs, it is a literal addiction. So let’s learn how to wean off.
Cherry ColaPublished 6 years ago in HumansSex and the City Plus Kids
It may be a while since you have dated, or you may be new to the single mummy dating scene but rest assured we have you covered! Dig out the clothes that aren't covered in dried Heinz tomato soup and get some lipstick on! You will probably want to go home after an hour but dating is a good way to fill up one's time on occasion, plus it's a chance to talk about current events instead of your child's invisible best friend Rosie. Make sure to have several Nesquick bars stuffed into your handbag just in case he takes you somewhere quirky (read: tiny food portions) and don't forget to put on deodorant (sometimes I don't bother, he can like it or lump it).
Eve TawfickPublished 6 years ago in Humans4 Years and a Moment
How many mistakes do you usually make before you decide things need to change? How long does it take you to realize something's gotta give? Sometimes it takes us years to fully take responsibility for our own screw-ups. Sometimes, it takes a lifetime, and by then it's too late. By the time you realize you're to blame for the pain and loneliness in your life, everyone you loved and cared about have already moved on.
Jessi DavisPublished 6 years ago in HumansThe Men You Will Date as a Single Mother
***DISCLAIMER - I have not slept with/dated all of these men and introduced them to my child. This article is for ENTERTAINMENT purposes only!! If you are offended by anything you see here please refer to a dictionary and look up the word "entertainment." That being said it has an element of truth. You are not required to date all of these men and not all blondes are dumb. Thank you for your time.****
Eve TawfickPublished 6 years ago in HumansFlames
Church bells ring and somehow my heartbeat is in synchronization with them. Today is my big day… I knew this day would come, but I always thought I’d be walking down the aisle to someone different.
Acceptance, Forgiving and Letting Go
Your process of moving on and letting go shouldn't be measured by how long you've been holding on. Despite of how long or short it was, you're allowed to feel sad because you've been hurt regardless of whatever reason it is. Your feelings are valid and I don't think there is any secret formula on how to move on faster. You just gotta do your best and trust the process, I think the best thing you can do is probably learn from it and appreciate the experience you had because at some point you were very happy with that person.
Sharra LlenosPublished 6 years ago in HumansSanctuary
She’s here. Struck dumb, I stand in the way of the customers who obey the barista calling out names assigned to steaming half-caff, double pump espresso mocha latte-chinos. Yet I cannot move, my own Grande 4000 calorie treat sweetly scalding my trembling fingertips, now forgotten in my hand.
Abbey RomanPublished 6 years ago in HumansHow to Fix a Broken Heart
We’ve all been there, or at least one day we will be. A heartbreak can be spotted anywhere. From middle school to national television, heartbreaks are everywhere. The problem is that sometimes we have a hard time figuring out how to mend our broken hearts. It’s common for humans to think that we will never love again or after the break up, we don’t want to love again. But in all honesty, it takes time. To get over a heartbreak, you must accept the pain, distract yourself, and find hope for the future.
Jessica HenryPublished 7 years ago in Humans