I am reclaiming my missing pieces. The first time I stopped liking something because of a broken heart I was in high school. I was a big fan of a certain variety of Liz Claiborne perfume. My ex boyfriend’s new girlfriend wore it too. If I remember correctly I threw out almost a full bottle. It goes without saying my working class parents were livid. It was not inexpensive, but I couldn’t bear to smell like her.
In the years that followed music.
Type of foods
Even certain objects.
This one is easily the most embarrassing I have a beautiful charm necklace. It’s simple but it has my three favorite things on it: a shoe, cassette tape, a unicorn. I stopped wearing because a woman who was hitting on my boyfriend at the time was obsessed with unicorns.
As I type this I realize that was ridiculous, but when you are hurting or are hurt you find ways to run away from it. Protect yourself. Even if it means sacrificing some of your favorite things.
You know I even changed my hair because I didn’t want to have the same haircut as someone who had hurt me?
And truth be told, it’s a great haircut.
Not only do women drastically change their appearance to get over a broken heart so women give away pieces of themselves. I am starting to realize those pieces I gave away I should have held onto tightly. By tucking them away or throwing them away, I was letting the people who hurt me, hurt me even more.
I might add, that girl in high school had no idea she cost my parents $50 and I can’t imagine she’d care.
I ended up with a really awful hairstyle for awhile there.
The only person who suffered was me.
Sometimes it is good to give certain things up. Truly. You do need to walk away from memories or things to protect your heart, but what I’m learning in my old age is don’t give YOURSELF away.
I love unicorns. I love that necklace. I got it with one of my best friends. That is what I should focus on.
I enjoy an expensive perfume but I’ve outgrown Liz Claiborne as have millions of women.
I was listening to Brass in Pocket with my Dad long before I met that Lacrosse player who broke my heart, he doesn’t deserve our song.
There are still songs I avoid and if certain movies are on I change the channel,but now it’s because of me, not them.
Heartbreak is a slippery slope Mommas and I am by no means a sage but this is what I know…
If you love that song listen to it loudly
If that perfume smells fantastic wear it.
Be really sure about bangs.
Those things were yours long before the heartbreak. But if it hurts too much maybe don’t toss them but find a beautiful box to keep them in until you’re ready to bring them back into your life.
In the meantime Mommas remember who you are. You are- as I like to say magical. Truly. You have other humans who count on you and love you with their whole heart regardless of what kind of perfume you wear.
Much love Mommas