Chelsea Bauer;Disconnect ;The pain of heartbreak and loss is a strange thing to even attempt to put into words. It’s the aching in your chest where your heart is. It’s the loneliness that follows, It’s the loss of identity and the feeling of nothingness. It’s being physically present but floating mentally. It’s crying because something reminded you of them. It’s screaming into your pillow so no one hears you falling apart. It’s feeling like you don’t belong anywhere. It’s re learning who the fuck you are. It is oversleeping because you just can’t bare to face the world, Not right now. It’s the empty spot in your bed that used to be theirs. It’s the memories the replay on loop. It’s the feeling that you will never find love again. It’s the disappointment. It’s learning how to be alone and being okay with that. It’s allowing yourself to grieve and feel everything even when you desperately wished it would stop. It is learning how to love yourself more and finding the strength to put yours