My Debut Poetry Collection, “I Am Not Easy to Love,” Explores Heartbreak — And Hope
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After my first major heartbreak, I dreaded the possibility of another one.
After my second, I thought I would never recover — and almost didn’t.
I wept. I wailed. I made every mistake, texting him, calling him, begging him to come back. I lost jobs and friends. I drank. I smoked. I obsessed. I slept. I dug myself a grave of my own pain, and lay in it, alive but waiting for death.
I checked myself into the hospital, eventually. I underwent an outpatient therapy program. Months later, I ended up in residential therapy for a month. To every single therapist, I lamented the turbulence of my relationship, the agony of its end, and my greatest fear of all: that he was the love of my life, and that I would never love again.
But, throughout everything, I found refuge in writing. I had never considered myself a poet; I’m far more comfortable with lengthier mediums. But my maelstrom of emotions bled out into poems, typed furiously on my phone at night while I stared at my ceiling. Each one seemed to reflect a fragment of my shattered heart. Each one helped me sort through the…
