your story really touched my heart, because it’s so close to some of my own personal experiences. Keep your chin up, sweetheart. Even if it feels like it can never get better, it can. I promise. How has Twilight Enriched/changed my life?
Ohhh, where to begin? Hahaha.
I first became aware of the saga at a really, really dark time in my life. My high school sweetheart had been in a car accident, and died. It was his senior year; we were 17. He was [excuse my cheesiness] my perfect match. He was my Edward - handsome, sweet, chivalrous, funny - and somehow, amazingly, he loved me too. It would be an understatement to say that his death messed me up. I had loved him. I had seen us possibly having a future together, and in the space of a few days, I felt as though my whole life, my whole future had been extinguished. I felt dead.
I stopped eating. I couldn’t sleep. After the funeral, I didn’t really hear people when they spoke; I have only brief glimpses of memory of what happened in the months after. It was like moving underwater, through quicksand. Everything hurt.
I was kind of unravelling; I had lost my faith in God, faith in myself, faith in people, and especially my faith in love.
New Moon is my favorite book in the series for what are probably pretty obvious reasons by now. Every second that Bella endures after Edward leaves – the numbness, the meaningless passage of time, the hollow ache, and the feeling of being broken & unrepairable, her nightmares… it was like reading the story of my own life and loss.
And oddly, beautifully, it helped me finally let go. My BF’s death had happened in 2003; I read New Moon in 2007. I had gotten back on my feet in most ways by then. I had started talking to my friends again, started eating/sleeping normally, the nightmares had stopped, and I had even made a few visits to his grave without crying. I had tried to go back to church, and had found some peace with myself and with God, but I was positive that I would never be the same, and that SURELY I could never love anyone the way I had loved him.
But reading New Moon opened my eyes to the fact that life really does go on, and that fate isn’t so cruel as to only let us experience one love in our lifetimes. I’ve been single since his death, but the Twilight series opened my eyes back up to the reality of love, and the many chances that we have in our lives to experience it.
Lastly, it got me writing again. I finally felt ok just picking up a pen and letting my soul spill onto the paper. I hadn’t done that in years. I hadn’t felt passionately about anything in years. Twilight, and New Moon especially, finally woke me up.
Thanks, Stephenie, for that.
cullengirl wrote:How do you get over a heart-break/ break-up?
You just keep breathing. Once you get past that hurdle, try to keep busy. After that, keep going. Be you. Remember who you were before him, before the breakup; get back into your old hobbies, get to know yourself again.
Talk about it. Tell someone about it. (even if it’s just your diary.)
Let yourself feel the pain, let yourself miss him, grieve his absence, his betrayal, whatever happened that tore you two apart. Pain is an essential part of love; you can know you truly loved by how much you hurt when it’s over.
It’ll get better. I promise.EDIT!
- a great read for post-breakup blues - "It's called a breakup because it's broken" by Greg Behrendt. It's one of my favorites.