Heartbreak
- Angela Cangialosi
- Jan 14, 2018
- 1 min read
We spend so much time avoiding a broken heart, we don't realize we're already walking around with one.
I remember the first time I experienced heartbreak. It felt like a black hole I'd never get out of. It felt lonely and infuriating. It's been a few years since then but until now, I held true that my sadness made me helpless, hopeless, broken, and weak. I held a grudge against vulnerability for a while.
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I'm crying on my coach call, as I often do and my coach asked about what the gift of sadness and heartbreak was. I'm not going to pretend that the answer came to me suddenly. I struggled to see the beauty in what is normally considered painful. But what I came to realize is that pain, sadness and heartbreak have always led me to identity. The first time I experienced it, I discovered who I was behind all the fear. From here on out, it's about remembering who I am. It's about owning the power in a wide open heart that's willing to be broken. It's about seeing the willingness to be heartbroken as a willingness to experience a huge love. It's about allowing myself to feel at all. It's about living a whole life.
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