I think the worst part of heartbreak is how you, when you let someone into your life – like a friend, or someone you’re falling in love with – you do all these wonderful things, like trust them, like you let down your walls, and you show them things about yourself that maybe you’re insecure about, and you were brave enough to do that, brave enough to be vulnerable. And then…then you lose that person, and you start to regret and feel stupid and humiliated for doing all those wonderful things that you did that it took to let someone into your life. You know? Like, that’s… that’s I think the first thing people feel when they…when they’re truly heartbroken, is they feel like, “God, I was so foolish. I was so stupid. I trusted too easily. I let my guard down too quickly. I should’ve played games. I should’ve been hard to reach, and instead I let this person in. I’m so stupid.” And I guess I just want to tell you that letting someone in, trusting someone, being vulnerable, those things aren’t stupid. They’re brave. And I don’t think you should ever stop doing those things as long as you live. And here’s the thing. You’ve been so generous with me tonight, so I can tell we have a lot of romantics, a lot of dreamers, a lot of optimists in the room, which happen to be my favourite people, to be honest. Dreamers, romantics, and optimists will be hurt and let down more than cynics, but I think that dreamers, and optimists, and romantics will go on to live much more beautiful lives, because they live their lives the way that they do. And when you get your heart broken, the worst part about the aftermath is that you feel like you’re walking around, you feel like everyone can see that you’re heartbroken. You feel like time slows down, you feel like it’s painted all over your face and your body “I am heartbroken. I am in pain.” But then you go out, and you live your life, and you start replacing old habits with new ones. And, little by little, you stop looking for a “good morning” text in the morning, or you stop waiting for that “goodnight” phone call. And, rather than spending all that time with the person you had in your life, maybe you start spending all that time with your friends. And, um, maybe instead of living your life based on what you think they would want, maybe you start living your life on your terms, and your terms only. Maybe that happens. And then, whether it takes a month, or a year, or 3 years, you wake up, and you look in the mirror, and you don’t see that writing all over your face anymore that says “I’m heartbroken.” One day, you look in the mirror, and you’re clean.
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