Goodbye Heartbreak?

Heartbreak can strike in the span of a second, or it can scratch at you slowly, over months or years — a gradual etching away at your insides until you feel completely carved out. I’ve felt it both ways, and I’m not sure which is worse. How could heartbreak ever be better or worse?
Honestly, the “getting over it” phase has never really been my strong suit. (Understatement of the century). I’m not exactly a feel-and-let-go kind of girl, not in any aspect of my life. I hold onto people and places and memories as if they’ll float away without my desperate, determined grip. Sometimes it’s a great strength, and sometimes it’s an awful, miserable flaw. Either way, it’s helped me learn.
I’ve learned that you can’t dodge the heartbreak. You can’t try to outsmart it or duck behind it because you have to trudge through it — through the heavy, dirty muck of it until that one strange day when you’re driving down a hill, the sun’s setting, and the air around you is easy and cool, and you suddenly realize that you’re in the clear. You realize that you’ve made it to the other side, but the heartbreak isn’t in your wake. You didn’t leave it behind. No, you’re carrying it with you, you’re wearing it, breathing it, feeling it in small doses at random moments, on random days. It’s become part of you.
The point is, then, that you don’t get over heartbreak — you embrace it.

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