But when we have a broken heart… what heals that? I’m told it’s time… but why does it feel so long? why does the pit in my stomach feel like it’s been here for centuries? And why does my choked up throat remain to strangle me, without giving me a moment to breathe?
Do I have to live like this day to day? Then “eventually” I’ll move on? My heart feels scattered into so many different pieces and I don’t know where to look to find them. I’m desperately trying to put myself back together, but I don’t know where to start.
I want time to start working. But I realize I can’t sit and wait for time to heal my brokenness. I need to give myself treatment and support, then time can start doing its job. And then just like a broken bone, My broken heart can heal too.
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