Better off Alone

Have you ever thought you were better off alone? Especially after experiencing a really bad break up we begin to tell ourselves things like Never again or I am so better off alone. Of course many of us hold true to this for a while but we don’t exactly stick with this rationalization.

These proclamations are better explained as a healing mechanism; for some reason it makes us feel so much better just to say it (and at the time probably really mean it). It’s a part of our defense of course; after all, the person we love has just ripped our heart out and spit on it before it hit the floor.

We start to think about all the reasons we were better off before we met them. This is all part of the process. As long as you understand in your heart of hearts that this too shall pass. Having your heart broken sucks and sometimes it seems as if nothing could hurt more.

It’s normal in the beginning of the healing process to think that you’re better off being by yourself. But this will only last a spell. It starts to become less frequent that you think about this person and the hurt slowly starts to wither away. You start to think a little more clearly as the days go by. Pretty soon before you know it you’re checking out hotties and wondering if you should start dating again.

I am a firm believer that there is someone for everyone. (Unless of course you’re a chronic abuser or a pedophile) In all seriousness though, I don’t believe any of us are better off alone. As humans it’s not in our nature. Every one wants someone to love and for that love to be reciprocated. Some of us unfortunately just have to go through a few more heart breaks than others to find the one person who we are meant to spend our lives with.

I don’t think this is a curse, but a blessing. For every broken heart is a lesson learned (one that hopefully we do not subject ourselves to again); we learn more about who we are and what we want in the process. We learn that there are things we will tolerate and others that we absolutely won’t. And this, my friend, can never be a bad thing.

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