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Just broke up with someone or in the midst of a difficult divorce? Breaking up is difficult no matter what the circumstances are. They say that time heals all wounds, but sometimes a listening ear or a hug can work wonders for the heart. Whether you need a place to vent, someone to hold you to No Contact, or need advice about what to do, we're here to help.

Elyse
Ok, I just figured out something about how to keep moving forward through a divorce, or any other major situation where the proverbial 'cheese' that constitutes your life, your heart and your soul gets moved, no, get's thrown way the fuck over some fence that is so high, you can't believe that it can actually be standing from an engineering point of view......
Unless your the person who is doing the leaving, then you're the person in the relationship with the broken heart. SO, how do you work through the pain of a broken heart? You work your way twords the light at the end of the tunnel. What tunnel? You don't see a light? Still wanna stay in that 'ol comfy tunnel that you just had ripped away from you?
I meditated on this for a bit and I got hit with a brick of reality that only a New Yorker can relate to...
Here goes....
I live in New York. I live on Long Island. I'm not sure if you have ever been to NYC or to Long Island, but I am about 45 miles from ground zero (the world trade center) On 9/11, I was in my office on long island working for JP Morgan Chase. My colleagues were at 2 Chase Manhattan Plaza around the corner from the towers. We couldn't find them, we had no idea what happened to them, they were in a stairwell covered in dust. They managed to get out of their building, but everything was chaos, the simple act of using an elevator, walking out the front door was a potential hazzard. Everything changed. Their old tunnel was gone and their new tunnel was before them. Take the stairs down god knows how may flights, become a leader, believe in the light at the end of the new tunnel and keep one foot in front of the other. "The only way out is through".
There was no other choice.
The point is.... If they stayed on their floors and whined that the elevators were shut down, that they could not continue to leave the building the way they did the day before on 9/10, how would that have helped them get out?
Granted, 2 Chase Manhattan Plaza, did not collapase, but early in the morning on 9/11, no-one knew that. There were 2 choices - Stay and whine about how suddenly their world was ripped apart, or want to survive.
Right now many of us are in a similar stairwell. Look around and you will see lots of others. They came from different floors. Their journey might be longer than yours or mine or it might have originated from a different angle. Point is we are all taking the same set of stairs down to the street-level and the fresh air.
And, during this oddessy, each and every one of us will take turns leading the way for someone else at some point who just wants to give up and run through the next door that says 're-entry on this floor'.
Everyone on the journey gets to play leader and everyone gets to eye that damn door and say NO FUCKING FAIR!. And EVERYONE Along the way will need to kick and scream both here and if necessary with someone who can help them negotiate the next flight down.
The only way out is through. We can do this. And if there is anyone out there that can't do this with just the support from folks on this site, then please get someone to talk with.
All of us want to see each and every one of you at the bottom of the stairs out on the street with a cup of coffee in your hand and a smile on your face and your family and friends there with you.
Unless your the person who is doing the leaving, then you're the person in the relationship with the broken heart. SO, how do you work through the pain of a broken heart? You work your way twords the light at the end of the tunnel. What tunnel? You don't see a light? Still wanna stay in that 'ol comfy tunnel that you just had ripped away from you?
I meditated on this for a bit and I got hit with a brick of reality that only a New Yorker can relate to...
Here goes....
I live in New York. I live on Long Island. I'm not sure if you have ever been to NYC or to Long Island, but I am about 45 miles from ground zero (the world trade center) On 9/11, I was in my office on long island working for JP Morgan Chase. My colleagues were at 2 Chase Manhattan Plaza around the corner from the towers. We couldn't find them, we had no idea what happened to them, they were in a stairwell covered in dust. They managed to get out of their building, but everything was chaos, the simple act of using an elevator, walking out the front door was a potential hazzard. Everything changed. Their old tunnel was gone and their new tunnel was before them. Take the stairs down god knows how may flights, become a leader, believe in the light at the end of the new tunnel and keep one foot in front of the other. "The only way out is through".
There was no other choice.
The point is.... If they stayed on their floors and whined that the elevators were shut down, that they could not continue to leave the building the way they did the day before on 9/10, how would that have helped them get out?
Granted, 2 Chase Manhattan Plaza, did not collapase, but early in the morning on 9/11, no-one knew that. There were 2 choices - Stay and whine about how suddenly their world was ripped apart, or want to survive.
Right now many of us are in a similar stairwell. Look around and you will see lots of others. They came from different floors. Their journey might be longer than yours or mine or it might have originated from a different angle. Point is we are all taking the same set of stairs down to the street-level and the fresh air.
And, during this oddessy, each and every one of us will take turns leading the way for someone else at some point who just wants to give up and run through the next door that says 're-entry on this floor'.
Everyone on the journey gets to play leader and everyone gets to eye that damn door and say NO FUCKING FAIR!. And EVERYONE Along the way will need to kick and scream both here and if necessary with someone who can help them negotiate the next flight down.
The only way out is through. We can do this. And if there is anyone out there that can't do this with just the support from folks on this site, then please get someone to talk with.
All of us want to see each and every one of you at the bottom of the stairs out on the street with a cup of coffee in your hand and a smile on your face and your family and friends there with you.
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