"The Cycle Of A Heartbreak."

Sooner or later we get involved with someone. And sometimes things go wrong... terribly wrong. And the relationship ends. Everyone wants to forget there failed relationship, and sooner or later we finally do. But do we ever fully get over it? Or does our failed relationship end up haunting us, leaving emotional and mental scars?

At the beginning of summer, I met a guy who I really liked. He was kind and sweet. We ended up dating. But there was something he did I totally hated. He liked to do drugs... and to a lesser degree drink. Even though he knew I disagreed with it. He promised me he would stop, but didn't. That was only one thing he did. He also got into my shirt and made me feel violated and slutty. Especially when he tried, and failed, to convince me to sleep with him. I ended up dumping him soon after.

The reason I am telling you about my horrible relationship is because I am using myself as an example. Now, thanks to my first relationship, I am scarred... mentally and physically. I am afraid to enter another relationship. I am afraid men all turn out bad and only want woman for the sex. I am uncomfortable when anyone, male or woman, friend or acquaintance, hugs me. It took time to even start trusting other people. Some I still can't stand being near them. A relationship leaves scars, and scars never go away. The solution to these problems are good friends, a new outlook on life, and time.

I know I wouldn't have gotten through the break up and the recovery without my best friend. She makes me smile when I cry and shows me I can trust people. She was the first person I trusted again. I don't think I ever stopped trusting her. But my best friend was just the beginning. Some of my friends are real bitches and can't be completely trusted, but I can still laugh and hang out with them. And then, there was the task of trusting men again. The process of trusting men again was slow, until I met one of my best friends good friends. He helped me realize not all men are sex crazed douche bags. He's even the reason I started my blog.

My point in all of this is simple. We love, and we lose. And our lost comes back to haunt us. I loved my boyfriend, but I lost my faith in everyone. It's okay to hurt after a relationship, to be distant. But there are always friends that can help you through the pain and confusion. To those who just got out of a relationship on bad terms, the pain goes away, and you start to trust again. What do your friends do when you need comfort? And are you the kind of friend someone can turn to for comfort?