truths from an unknown girl

Can you truly love with a broken heart ?

I’ve always thought that I knew what heartbreak felt like. That it was nothing new to me and that it was something I’ve experienced at varying times in my life.

I know now I was wrong.

The pain from loss, from losing a loved one from death or disease, or even the pain of losing hope, whether it be in yourself or in someone else, is intrinsically different to the pain of being truly broken hearted. Losing someone leaves a hole. Often, if you’re lucky, that hole can be filled over time and ultimately through everyday life. Sadness is replaced with fond memories and the knowledge that the impact they had on your life never leaves, even if they have.

Heartbreak is different. When your heart breaks, it shatters. You can physically feel your heart breaking. The pain is unbearable and the memory of it never really goes away. True heartbreak never really heals. Instead a scar forms. A scar that reminds you of the pain you felt. A scar that reminds you that this piece of you will never truly be the same again.

So what then? How can you expect to love again when a piece of you, arguably the most important of all, is broken? I don’t know the answer to that. All I do know is that you have to try. Try to move on. Try to heal. Try to love again. Even if it feels like an impossible task, you have to keep trying.

Am I a perfectionist or something else ?

Can I be called a perfectionist if I never get anything perfect? The reason why I ask is that most people accept that trying to do something as accurate or exact as possible is a good thing and is something we should all strive to achieve, especially in our work lives. However, what I want to know is when does being a perfectionist change from being a good thing, something we should all aim for, into becoming something negative, a disadvantage rather than an asset?

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