It happened to me again.

I met a girl, I fell in love right away, as always. The first five months were wonderful, but then, as always, she fell out of love with me.

There was no one else involved to take her affection, there were no infidelities, and there was no breach of trust. It just happened this way.

Is it sad that I am used to heart break? That its happened to me so many times that I know what to expect and what I have to do to get over it?

Repressing feelings is the worst possible way to deal with what is happening to me. The best choice is to accept and recognize that I am mourning because this is what happens when ones hopes are taken from them.

Am I jaded because I have been here so many times that I know I’ll get better?

Ignorance is not bliss. Quite the opposite. If a person is ignorant to what happens after love is lost they will not understand what is happening to them and why. And if that feeling is left unattended too for long enough, they may start to feel that they deserve to feel the impending misery.

I do not deserve to feel misery, but I have to. I have to in order to get better.

Am I the only one who feels this way? That maybe it’s the other person who has issues and I am just fine? I grew out of the phase where I felt there was something fundamentally wrong with me ages ago. I am 32, well educated, fairly attractive(I never have a hard time find someone to date), stable, in my prime, and I’ve got a lot going for me.

I do not deserve to feel this misery, but feel it I shall, and prevail I will.