My youngest sister got her heart broken for the first time recently. She cried so hard to my mum. It’s easy for me as an elder and protective sister to be mad at the boy who broke her heart and find him. But I knew she needed that. She needed to feel that. And it may not be the last one too.
Every inch of your soul will hurt. They say a broken heart but it hurts everywhere. You can’t sleep, you can’t eat. You feel lost, worthless, you feel like it’s the end of the world. But you will be okay.
I have been there, now my sister and one day my daughter will too. I hate to think that she will be sad and crushed but like my sister she will need that so that she learns. She will know better who’s worth her love, time and trust and who’s not. She will learn how to manage her feelings. She will be stronger for her own good. It will take time but no matter how long it takes, I will be there.