broken.

some people think that the pain of losing someone, may it be via break-up, death, distance, or something else, resembles the pain of ripping off a band-aid. there's a little sting, but it's not too major, and it's fairly easy to get over. but in reality, this isn't just a little sting, forgotten after mere seconds. this pain, it's more like breaking your leg. breaking you leg, without a cast to help you heal.

at first, you need to take it easy. give yourself a rest. after that, the only way to continue moving is to lean on the people who love you the most. and healing is going to be awkward. very awkward. and everyone has their own ways of healing. it takes a long time to totally heal. and while you're healing, there'll still be the aching reminder while you're just trying to get through it all. but eventually, there is healing. there's hope for someday, being able to totally move on.

but moving on isn't forgetting. it's not losing the memories. it's looking back and seeing how you've grown and how you've learned. it's seeing all the time together as something amazing in your life, things that you're so thankful and lucky to have experienced. it's realizing this is just life. this is just what we have to go through to become who we really are meant to be.