Love = Heartache?
Does love always come with heartache? When you fall in love with another person, is heartache inevitable? People say that it's not true love unless it hurts you. Is this really true? What about "I love you so much that it hurts?" Is true love really like that? In my experience, "love equals heartache" holds true. I have loved and lost, I have fallen and, yes, I fell really hard. It broke me to a million pieces and, up until today, I can't say that I am mended. I guess I'm still picking my pieces up and carefully putting them back together. I'm getting there, slowly. The thing is there was a time when I swore love off and I started to hate (or probably even curse) men just because of my experience. But, now, I'm okay with men. I no longer see them as evil. But, I don't exactly know if I'm ready to fall in love again just yet. A student asked me the question: " Does love always hurt? " I had to pause and think before...