Personal Narrative: The Black Plague

My best friend recently got her heart broken and asked me why does it feel like the pain will never stop, why didn’t he want her anymore, or why she wasn’t enough. I felt hurt, because she is worth so much more than a boy who is still growing, I even told her that. I explained how it is a long process and that it all works out in the end. But you must understand the process, the time, and dedication it takes to overcome the pain.
“Why did it affect you as much as it did?” is the question that makes me go blank. Well how could it not have affected me? Explaining why you’re upset or bothered is complicated when no one understands or has been in the same situation. It affected me like the Black Plague affected the 14th Century. Thinking so highly of someone and only to have them break you and your trust hits you harder than you think.
It was early into 2017 when my best friend asked me why I was in so much pain after what had happened in November of 2016. I didn’t know what to say, what to feel, or how to react. I just looked at her blankly, trying to recollect my thoughts. I looked dead into her eyes and told her I gave a temporary person my all, when all he gave me was a date. She then questioned what I had meant, I quickly responded with, “I gave someone the power to control me and threw myself at them, when all he had given me was the …show more content…
I simply explained, “Only time can tell that. I’m not rushing into things. I’m taking my time and reminiscing on the good times I had. Yes, it’s will always have that sharp sting whenever someone touches the subject, but it doesn’t mean that I’m not grateful for the learning experience.” And that’s when I looked at her and said that’s growing and finding out the better things in life. I stress to her every day that things are better off the way they are even if it doesn’t feel right. Don’t doubt time; time really does heal the hurt, only if you are