Heartbreak and Other Cringe Cocktails

I know for the better part of the year I’ve been writing about the heavier stuff. The grim, the gut-wrenching, the “life is beating me up” kind of energy. Which honestly explains why I haven’t been writing much at all, because that’s not the kind of vibe I usually like sending out into the universe.

But hey, I’m all caught up now. Emotionally bruised? Yes. Still standing? Also yes. So I figured, maybe we try a little mix today, a cocktail of humour and heartbreak. It might come out weird, bittersweet, maybe even cringe… but let’s see what we shake up.

So yeah, can we talk about heartbreaks today? I know most people would say “hard pass”..but me? My mind’s already made up.

Heartbreak has a funny way of making everything feel like it’s happening in slow motion. Days stretch, nights echo, and joy? Feels like a rumor you once heard. I saw a TikTok where this guy said that just before a car crash, there’s always that moment where time slows down,and honestly? I felt that. Because heartbreak’s kind of the same. Your body knows. It senses the hit before it lands.

I wanted to say, “Nobody gets into a relationship expecting it to end,” but let’s be real, some people do. People are crafty. You never truly know what’s going on in someone’s head or heart. So let me just speak for myself: I’ve never entered a relationship with anything but forever in mind.

What I don’t get is, why drag someone along if your heart checked out months ago? We’re adults. Speak your truth and move on. If you’ve stopped feeling it, say it. Don’t turn love into a code to decipher. Don’t make someone read between the lines while drowning. That’s not love, it’s emotional cruelty.

That kind of silence? That avoidance? It’s brutal. It’s disorienting. It’s disgustingly dysregulating. It stops the other person’s life mid-breath. And for what?

I know I said I’d try to sprinkle in some humour but honestly, what’s funny about sitting in your room, in pain, questioning your worth, begging yourself just to feel normal again? What’s funny about aching in places you didn’t even know could hurt?

Yeah… nothing’s funny about that.

But even in the thick of it, in the stillness after the storm, in the ache that wraps itself around your chest, there’s this quiet truth: you’re still here.

Still breathing.
Still feeling.
Still showing up for yourself, even in pieces.

And maybe that’s where healing begins, not in the absence of pain, but in the decision to keep living through it.

So no, I’m not okay yet.
But I will be.

And that’s enough for today.


So we save the humour for next time.

Cheers 🫶

PS: I know it felt like I was yelling throughout this write up ..lol

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