I think before BD, I had these ideas about how life should be and about how relationships should be. Perhaps I was narrow-minded because I hadn't known what real soul-crushing heartbreak was. But it didn't kill me. I survived it. And I believe I am stronger for it. I think that might be the meaning in all this. And for me, finding meaning in this, makes it much easier to accept. It was my silver lining so to speak.
I like to imagine scar tissue forming after the heartbreak. It takes a long-time for scartissue to form. And I hear that it's tougher tissue than skin. So I try to imagine that while hearts can break, it is the rebuilding of the heart that allows us to love deeper and stronger.
