What does it take to forgive? To forget? To finally be okay? It’s the
same question we face, young or old, as a year comes to a close and
another begins, and we start a new chapter of our lives.
You think you know yourself until you experience your first real
heartbreak—not the petty high school one, or the rejection from your
crush, or breaking up a monthlong summer affair. It’s the kind of
heartache that tests your strength and your character, the kind that
makes you think hard about what you really want for yourself.
I experienced mine before 2012 ended, and I had never been so
excited about the coming of the new year. Probably because I knew that I
have nothing of my old self left, and I was so eager to redefine and
surprise myself, or even the world.
I am not very proud of how I handled my heartbreak. And I am sure
that a lot of people who have experienced the same thing weren’t very
proud of themselves at that time either. It’s difficult to be the
strong, independent, open-minded and principled “you” when you are hurt,
because your primal instinct is either to attack or isolate yourself,
and I think I did a bit of both. I morphed into the worst kind of
individual I could have known and if I just saw myself clearly at that
time, I wouldn’t be more disgusted.
One thing that people don’t realize is that heartbreak is
actually an opportunity for you to get to know yourself better. You will
never know who you actually are until you’ve been stripped of
everything you thought defined you, and you have no choice but to be
with yourself, alone, grow new things in you, and replace the ones you
have lost.
Waking up, falling asleep, the in-betweens when your mind has
lost the energy to squeeze in thought, become your enemy. The pain
somehow just manages to seep into those thin spaces, or sometimes it
creates holes, or you yourself just yank away your own barriers to let
that desperate pain in and consume you. You think there will be no end,
but you know what? Moving on comes as a surprise. For now, just allow
yourself to feel the pain, understand that it is part of the process,
that it is part of life, that everyone has to feel hurt at one time, and
one day you’d be surprised to feel something different, a slightly
foreign feeling, and you’ll smile, because for a time you never thought
you’d feel it again, that you’d be happy again.
Breaking down the breakdown. Picking up the pieces of yourself
you want back, and leaving behind those you think are not anymore part
of who you are. Be excited at the thought of being alone, of
independence! It is now you against the world! Be your own best friend,
love yourself, improve yourself, be selfish, be free—there are countless
possibilities. Explore the “maybes,” hop into the “what could have
beens” and you’ll realize that love is in yourself all along.
What does it take to forgive? To forget? To finally be okay? It
takes only yourself. You have to want it so bad that even if it hurts,
you’ll still go for it. As for me, I think I’ll be okay.
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