have my heart broken

Actually some good things came out of it. You have to kick yourself in the butt and try to find other fun things to do on a lonely evening. But on the other hand I’m still in the process of getting over him and it fucking hurts when I think of the good times we had.

i dont want to do this again.. but they keep doing it to me… geesshh…

it sucks. why would u want this?

my girlfriend broke up with me yesterday…
with no reason and she told me that “she have to do it”. While i still love her…i need her….
please come back !!!

i will fight for her love…!

Finding that one person that you know is the one for you… Great!!!!

Spending time with them, learning their quirks and loving them… Great!!!

Finding out they were just trying you on for size… after you already love them… heart breaking.

This ought not to be a goal. It is one of the worst feelings… it filled me with so much self doubt and loathing.

Ya’ll would be better off falling in love with someone who loved you. A much better feeling!

I didn’t have this goal, it just happened. Definitely not worth doing!!

i believe the point of human existance is to experience, or something like that.

the desire to do this. I understand curiosity and even some degree of masochism, but not this. I’m slightly masochistic, rather self destructive, and I’m curious about what a lot of things- even terrible things- must feel like, but I don’t have goals to achieve these experiences. I’m sure I’ll never truly know what such things are like unless I expeience them personally, but I’m trying to avoid the really bad experiences in life. I might be curious, but I don’t want to know THAT badly. Unless you’ve had a loved one die, you can’t understand what it’s like, but do you want to lose someone to death? Of course that is somewhat different, since that hurts someone else, as well, whereas heartbreak is sometimes one sided. Another example- unless you have a disease, you can’t understand what it’s like to have it, but do you want to become ill with it?

Heartbreak sucks. You might think you want it, but if you truly wanted it, it probably wouldn’t be heartbreak. However, I think if and when it happens to you, you won’t want it and you won’t like it- and you’ll probably curse yourself for ever asking for it. If you end up getting completely over it and not caring in the least that it happened to you, and you are as happy as ever again with no remorse for the event, then maybe you can eventually be happy it happened if you gained something from it and the other person came out okay in the end, as well. However, a lot of people keep a scar from it always. When someone close you dies the pain usually lessens with time, but some of that hurt is always there. There is a scar. When someone breaks your heart, a similar thing often happens- the hurt lessens with time, but the scar remains. Be careful what you wish for- you don’t even know what you’re asking to experience. I say this because, as I said, if you haven’t felt it, you can’t truly know exactly what it’s like.

Honestly, it’s almost insulting to sit here and see people who WANT to experience this. You all are the lucky ones for having never experienced it and you are asking for a terrible experience that has hurt so many people and will likely hurt most everyone- and you don’t even truly know what it is your asking for. I know we all want different things. Some people want to have a child and can’t while others get pregnant and are scared and depressed about it. Yet, heartbreak is just such a negative, painful thing, and to see people who have nmo idea what it’s like say they want to experience it when I know what it’s like, just kind of sickens me a little inside. Although I think you’d probably question your sanity making this goal when your heart is broken, I still can’t wish you luck in it- even though the goal peeves me. I can’t wish you luck in it, because while someone might think my slight bitterness might make me wish it upon you so you could understand, I’d rather not wish it upon you. I wouldn’t wish this on anyone I didn’t hate- and even then, I’d have to hate them pretty badly. You know, some people have killed themselves over this thing you’re asking for. Heartbreak sucks. It’s never something you want when it happens to you. It’s not like pregnancy which one might want desperately and enjoy immensely or want to avoid desparately and hate all the way through. This is something no one enjoys.

As for not knowing what love is like until you’ve had your heart broken- getting your heart broken doesn’t cause love- love causes heartbreak. Heart break might help you realize your feelings a little more, but if you are truly in love you will likely know this before your heart is broken. Also, if you really love someone, you won’t want them to break your heart. I don’t know what people with this goal are thinking. I never had this goal- it just happened. I hope you never get what you’re asking for here, but if you do, I hope you make it through alright.

One last thing- I am surprised at the number of people who appreciated the experience. Slightly over half on one of these goals and slightly under half on the other one. I don’t know anyone in my offline life, who is happy about it at all. And as for learning things- yes, you learn things, but sometimes they are things that you might be as well off not knowing, and might prefer not to know. For instance, knowing that even true love dies does not help me. It helps no one. And it comes with a huge cost. Also, while I admit that it makes me feel a bit wiser, it also makes me feel a bit colder and a bit sadder. I’d trade all of this worthless and depressing knowledge for his heart again.

I know this might sound like a stupid thing to want to do, but looking back it was a positive turning point in my life. Once you’ve had your heart broken and you move on you are really able to look upon things in a new light. In my (limited) expereince, I’d have to say that you can’t understand real love until you’ve had your heart broken. There is happiness on the other side, you just have to take the steps to get there.

A heart, such a fragile thing. For some, a single word can shatter it. All my own asks is for love, but alas, hate, hate, and fake love, is all it gets.
My heart, it requires a true love, to guide it down this, foggy path of hate and misery. With the one which my heart resides, the fog shall be blown away, and filled with laughter and happy days.
Alas, tis seems that I, although i do not know why, have been cursed to be shunned by all. It seems to much to ask for love, yet less then a dime to give hate instead.
To all who read this, shall need to beat this into thy skulls, as to know that i, am one of many, who wished, and wished and wished for love, and only got hatred..torment..in return, and have had themselves completely shattered, and never to be fixed again.