Alla ragazza che pensa che non potrà mai più amare

Dovrete. I know… I know, it hurts right now. So che vi sentite spezzati, malconcie incapace di raccogliere le energie per alzarsi dal letto. So che non c'è nulla che possa dire o fare per consolarvi. But this pain you are feeling in this moment, that seems like it’s going to consume you, it will pass. Not before it’s had its way with you, not before it’s made you feel all the feels you have to feel, but eventually, it will fade into the past and become part of what makes you who you were meant to become.

Una volta che il dolore vi ha liberato dalla sua presa, vi sputerà fuori un po' più forti e un po' più diffidenti. Crederete che l'amore sia il nemico. Che l'amore è in definitiva la causa di tutta questa agonia e giurerete di non provarlo più. Giurerete a Dio e a chiunque vi ascolti che non amerete MAI più. Che non lascerete mai che qualcuno o qualcosa vi riporti in quel posto. Chi può biasimarvi? C'è voluto tutto quello che c'era in voi per sopravvivere a quel dolore, perché mai dovreste volerlo fare di nuovo? Come potete anche solo immaginare di permettere al vostro cuore di aprirsi di nuovo?

I’ve been there. In that place where love seems like your enemy and your heart a weapon to be used against you. But it’s not. Siete fatti per amare e per essere amati. Il vostro cuore è destinato a riempirsi di gioia e felicità. Love didn’t break you. Love didn’t desert you. He did. And now he’s gone. Let him take all of the blame, and leave love for you. Let the person who didn’t love you be the cause of your pain, and let love be the solution. Let love be the thing that heals you.

Start small if you have to, love your favorite coffee cup that delivers liquid life into your mouth and warms your soul on a cold morning. Love your bed that feels like you’re floating on a cloud when you need to escape the pressures of the day. Love the way your cat cuddles with you in the morning.

Look at all of the things you love and the joy that those things bring you. Love didn’t hurt you. Love didn’t make you cry. Love gives you a thousand reasons to be happy every day. Don’t blame love because he did you wrong. He is not love. He is just an asshat who didn’t know what he had, and that’s on him-not love.

Before you swear off love and promise you will never do it again… take notice of all the things you have in your life that you do love=your family, your friends, yourself. He didn’t take love from you. He didn’t render you incapable of mustering up that emotion. Amate ancora e amerete ancora.

Amore,
A girl who thought she would never love again… until I realized, I never stopped.

by Tia Grace