There’s so much focus on love these days, finding your Prince or Princess Charming, your lifelong partner who you’ll create your destined life with. But on the flip side of that is heartbreak, something deep down we’re either fearful of or we're trying to avoid all together.

I experienced my first heartbreak at age 26, having been in a relationship for nearly two years. We took the big leap of moving in together. It seemed only right, I was in love and invested. Invested enough to ignore the frequent, multiple, and continuous potent red flags that presented themselves during the talking stage all the way through the entirety of the relationship. In love enough to ignore that gut feeling that we weren’t right for each other.

I was in awe of him and in way too deep to even genuinely entertain the thought of leaving. As you can imagine, the day he conveniently called it quits over the phone whilst I was away for a few days, my life genuinely turned upside down. What do you even do when you’ve poured your whole heart into another human, and they’re gone?