I had an epiphany today as I contemplated how difficult it is to fall out of love with someone. No matter how hard you try to distract yourself and occupy your mind with other, less satisfying emotions... Recovering from a broken heart is akin to learning how to walk when you've been walking, even running for years. A major step, no leap, backwards. And while the encouragement and support from those who love you helps, it is something you MUST do on your own. No one can walk for you. No one can lessen the pain. No one can fill the emptiness. No one can force it, not even me. This sucks.
