Heartbreak.
Heartbreak is how I got into writing.
Something I have been doing a lot lately has been telling people how I really got into writing. And it’s a really simple answer.
I was at a point in my life where I was so heartbroken and found myself unable to comprehend my feelings to people. In one of my previous articles, “Why I’m Done With Dating Apps…For Good,” I explained the problems and the experiences I had with dating apps. When I was done with dating apps, I felt so empty and I was having such a hard time communicating my feelings. I originally started to journal in a small bullet journal I received prior to the new year. But I wanted people to see what I was writing because I wanted people to know how I was feeling and to know that no matter what anybody feels, they aren’t alone. I kept reading and reading and reading, and I was having such a hard time finding things that related to me and my situations. I was on Tik Tok accounts for healing, reading self-care articles, and finding inspirational Instagram accounts. But nothing was helping me feel better.
About 2 months after getting heartbroken, I had my first article published.
I had so many of my friends reach out to me and tell me how strong I was for sharing my experiences and being so vulnerable. It made me feel validated that people were reading what I had to write. But the part that stood out to me was that I always tried to talk about it out loud, and most of the time was shut down. But since it was written on the internet, it was then “a good story” and “helped people understand.” It made me feel better about myself but made me realize that the internet was where people went for their information rather than hearing it from a real person. You don’t get the emotion, the expression, the ability to hear it being said. But after getting those comments, it made me realize that I was being heard. People were relating to my story. People were asking me questions about my writing.
I then wrote my second article, about something I genuinely love: Taylor Swift. Writing about something I was so interested in made me so happy because I got to share what I know and how I feel about something I love.
When I write now, I write about the things I may be too scared to say out loud. The things I don’t want other people to know about me or make assumptions about me. I write because it’s all of the things that are in my head that can’t come out. The things that I wish everybody could know.
People say you learn a lot about yourself after getting your heart broken. If it had never happened to me, I probably wouldn’t have started writing.
You know who you are that hurt me. If you ever read this, all I have to say to you is thank you. Thank you for allowing me to open up and no longer be scared to share my opinions. Thank you for giving me a reason to share my experiences and to help others know they’re not alone.
Thank you for allowing me to fall in love with writing.