Also read: How I survived a break-up and what you must never do
Heartbreak.
Even when it's necessary and/or self-inflicted, it's still, well, shitty. And that's putting it mildly.
Even the amicable, no-hard-feelings, let's-be-friends ones have a way of making your insides feel knotted up and clamped, and your heart feels like it's been wrung out and left to dry like a fraying washcloth that's seen one too many tumbles in the wash cycle. All of us have different ways of dealing with the emotional debris. Some of us throw things in a bag and take off, physically removing ourselves from the places that keep stirring the pot of memories we're trying hard to forget. Physical displacement can be a powerful catalyst on the road to recovery.
Some of us get the haircuts we were too chicken to get earlier to quell the constant gnaw of this anxiety. Temporarily, at least; till we figure out the next move. Read more.