Breakups suck. I’ve had my fair share of breakups over the years and recently came out of something that left me in a vulnerable, emotional fog. Actually, it was more than a fog. I was completely addicted; she had just blocked me from every communication channel we had once used. This included texting, Facebook, Instagram, and Snapchat. I crawled out of the bed we once shared like an addict withdrawing from hard drugs. In a way, she was my emotional drug dealer. Instead of being a shady scruffy character I’d meet in the dark, she would be the smiling, yoga pants wearing, person I’d meet on sunny weekends.
As terrible as I felt, there wasn’t much I could do besides try to understand the way I was feeling.
Feelings are a lot like drugs, but produced from our experiences instead of substances. These consist of neurotransmitters made up of dopamine and serotonin that result in our moods. A loss of any neurotransmitter depletes our brain chemistry levels and causes us to feel symptoms of depression, anxiety, anger, or manic.
Even though my situation felt like torture for the first week, I know others have been in the same boat for much longer. It’s a hard place to be, but time passes, and we will move on. I know I have moved on, and today I’m more emotionally intelligent from this experience.