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A rough time that I went through in 2018 was when I got my heart broken for the first time. I was 15 years old at the time and I was sort of allowed to start dating. Everything was so new to me and I thought everything was so new to me. We would mostly see each other on the weekends since we didn’t go to the same school which was devastating to me. As winter break approached, I started to realize that something wasn’t feeling right. Our conversations started get shorter and shorter. When I would make plans with him, he would say his mom didn’t want to take him or make some other excuse to not hang out with me. I felt like he wasn’t happy with me anymore, but I didn’t want to pay attention to it because I didn’t want to lose him. Eventually he told me that he was slowly losing feelings for me. During winter break I felt like I was falling into a deep hole. I would always stay in my room. Sometimes there was days where I didn’t even eat. In January, the day before we went back to school, he broke up with me. I’ve never felt that time of pain in my heart till that day, it wasn’t physical pain, it was more of an emotional feeling that no one else can feel besides me. Well that’s what I thought at the time. All I did that day was cry and cry. I felt like I did something wrong, like I wasn’t good enough for him. The next day my mom made me go to school and I tried so hard not to bust into tears but I just couldn’t. I just wanted to crawl into my bed and stay in my room forever. I remember texting my cousin, telling her all the chisme. That night she asked me if I wanted to get food and watch “The Office”, our favorite show and of course I said yes because I needed someone my age to talk to. After we got our food she parked in her driveway and we began to talk. Everyone in my family gave me advice and I even looked up on YouTube on how to move on. Nothing really helped and I questioned myself “Am I the only person in a situation where I could only help myself out of?”. It took me about 2 months to except that it was over and 5 months to move on. Throughout all those times that I spent all alone in my room I learned how to enjoy my own company, I learned my worth, and so much more. Now i’m grateful that that person broke my heart because I’ve learned so much about myself and grew. A quote that made me realize that everything would be okay was “No rain. No flowers”.