I used to write about life seriously, but love and heartbreak are the part of it.
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Since I started reorganizing my diary and gradually trying to write seriously on various platforms — even occasionally sending letters to my future self — I thought my writing would focus on serious topics. Things like my concern for educational issues, literacy crises, self-improvement, the art of slow living, surviving college, mental health, and so on.
But now, so many pages of my diary, social media posts, and even my Medium articles are filled with heartbreak. Even though my relationship with my favorite person ended a long time ago.
I thought that after breaking up, I’d be fine because my life is still full of things I love. But it turns out I wasn’t aware that I often denied the fact that the pain of that relationship hadn’t ended. Turns out, breaking up didn’t just happen that day — it kept happening, again and again, every time I no longer exchanged messages with him.
Heartbreak is present in every part of my life. I lost a friend, someone who made me enjoy every conversation and every little joke — whether it was funny or not at all. I cherished those moments just as much as I valued deep talks about life’s…
