“Love ..is *irrational.” I always remind myself! ---The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made. …I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about.
Of course I slipped; I was only human. But I was getting better, and so the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The trade-off was the never-ending numbness.
..Between pain and nothing, I’d chosen *nothing.One thing I truly knew — knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the centre of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest — was ‘how love gave someone the power to break you.’