posted on Oct, 2 2020 @ 01:22 AM
I am going through something similar for a few months now, so I can offer my experience and viewpoint, for whatever it's worth (if any).
In my opinion, these kind of things are usually both karmic and spiritual. We have been on the other side of the fence at some point (perhaps past
incarnation), and now we have to reap what we have sown back then. Perhaps we were popular, discarding good people and laughing at the innocent that
were so madly in love with us, and breaking their hearts without even realizing the pain we were causing.
Or worse, realizing, but doing it anyway.
Now, any crisis is also an opportunity, but it's really difficult to remember that when 90% of your life is pain, and 10% is eating, sleeping, and all
the other stuff.
It's incredible, how long a 'broken heart' type pain can stay so intense, it feels like it's not dissipating at all, despite the thousands of ears
every day.
As they say, each tear you shed, makes you wiser.
Pain like this can make one really confused; on one hand, there's the theory that you shouldn't think about the ex (can be any 'object of emotional
lust (people call this feeling 'love')', but I'll just use the word 'ex' for convenience), because thinking or processing all this would be like
bothering a wound that wants to heal, but can't, because you keep picking it.
On the other hand, there's the theory that you have to face your fears, you have to keep doing something until you are numb to it - so if anything
causes you any emotional pain, you should immerse yourself in that something, until there's no more pain left. If you're afraid of dogs, you should be
near dogs (as long as you can do that safely - dogs can 'smell' fear, so the dogs should be balanced and trained for this type of help, not the red
zone cases that bite everything that moves). If you're afraid of the dark, you should be in darkness a lot until you get used to it, and so on.
If a certain sound makes you panic, you should just listen to that sound until you feel nothing.
So I am kind of conflicted between these two theories, not sure which I should attempt. I have been doing a bit of both. Doing the latter,
'confronting' and processing the emotions, makes me cry like a little child that has just scraped both knees on a hot, summer asphalt. It is a relief,
but it also brings me into the depths of abyss of absolute, tearing despair that removes all hope and makes me feel like I have no worth whatsoever,
and everything about my whole existence is wrong down to the atomic level.
The 'letting it heal' process works to a degree - it keeps me relatively numb, I can sometimes laugh at some very funny humor (most of the time, I
can't laugh these days), I can be so involved in a game or a chat that I 'forget to feel pain' - but I can't feel joy, either, and I can't actually
'enjoy' anything. I can just keep my mind 'elsewhere', so I am not crying, and that's about it.
If I go outside, and look at some beautiful nature, and just happen to think about my own life and how miserable it is, tears come almost immediately.
So I am beginning to start being afraid or at least frustrated about going outside. I don't bring distractions when I go out, so I am all open to my
most destructive thoughts, and somehow nature seems to trigger the most deep thoughts that also cut the most deeply.
I am taking this partially as a test of faith, and as a very useful karmic tool - after all, this is why I came to this world, to be able to
experience all these very 'lifelike' things, from heartaches to fears and other things not really as possible to experience with full depth in the
astral side of things. When you can escape to euphoria any second you wish, how can you ever experience deep loneliness, isolation, pain or
worthlessness?
I have gotten over this type of heartaches before, and it has been a decade since anything like this happened the last time, so I completely forgot it
could happen. In fact, I thought it was impossible by now, I thought my life was stable, when it comes to this kind of thing. I certainly didn't plan
it to happen.
The worst thing about my particular case is, it's so STUPID, I can't ever share the details with anyone. There's no one that can ever know, it's just
too embarrassingly ridiculous and unexpected.
It's almost like you're just shopping somewhere, looking at some windows, then you see some doll in some window - and that quick glance to a doll's
carefully manufactured face opens a chasm inside of you that floods in some memories of some past incarnation's relationship that you suddenly realize
you have incredibly powerful, intense feelings for, but can't ever access as anything more than memories.
So now you just sit in pain, trying your best to not yield to the temptation to go into that store and buy that old, expensive doll. What would it
solve if you wasted your savings to purchasse it? Maybe you'd want to ask the shopkeep questions about the doll's origins and all.
Every waking second you are filled with excruciating desire to go to that store and at least look at the doll again, and despite saving for years for
something more important, you are ready to waste all those savings for that ancient doll, even though you know the doll can't give you anything except
more pain at worst, and just a big 'nothing' at best.
And yet, you have to use a lot of energy and power that you don't even have to begin with, JUST to not immediately rush out to go into that shop and
grab that doll. You have to use all your might to resist that ever-growing temptation, worried that one of these days, the power of the temptation
exceeds your power to resist it.
All while crying about the beauty of the doll's face - how can a lifeless object make you feel so much for all these months?
This doll-example is completely imagined fiction, I am just using it to try to explain the stupidity of the situation. My situation is equally stupid
- it's so stupid, that doll-example MIGHT as well be 100% real (in fact, the doll-example is more relatable and less stupid).
Sometimes, when there's a rare 'good day', I can momentarily forget I am in heartache-type broken heart-pain. I can just walk somewhere or talk to
someone, or even do something creative a bit - and then SUDDENLY it hits me; something reminds me, and now I can't breath, because my throat is choked
from the emotion, or see, because tears flood my eyes.
Seeking help from other people, seeking help from outside yourself - it can work only to an extent, as these are spiritual and karmic opportunities
that WE have the power to resolve ourselves. It's our own duty, our own self that must, in the end, experience it through and solve it.
Only we can heal ourselves. It's useless to try to find a magical gem or jewel, there's no powder or pill, you won't meet an energy healer from
another planet that will come and put their hand on your chest and you are magically healed. There's no someone that will say the right words to make
the pain go away. There's no social situation that will make you feel complete again.
If you suffer from loneliness, GOOD! Immerse yourself in the pain of loneliness, let it be an opportunity to get to know yourself, look and feel what
you really are. Let your emotions exist, let the pain flow through. You seek other people out of panic - but you must know this is the wrong
direction.