“By being sad, I remember happiness. The nostalgia kicks in and there are moments of bliss. I indulge in the pain for that tiny glimpse of pleasure. If I don’t allow myself to feel sad, I start to feel indifferent. I don’t want to forget the intensity of my emotions. I’m attached to those feelings. Being heartbroken actually started to feel good because it was a strong feeling and strong feelings make me feel alive. When I have something to lose, I feel like I have a purpose. This pain has given me something worth fighting for, even if it’s my own sanity.”

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