The Greatest Heartbreak Of My Life Was My Greatest Gift

Heartbreak.

She will chew you up and spit you out.

She will bring you to your knees, to the lowest of the low, and make you face who you really are (behind every facade you’ve ever put up).

Truly, hand on my heart, heartbreak was the most painful event I’ve ever been through.

At 26, I thought I’d met my soul mate, my forever, my husband, the father of my babies.

I believed, with my whole heart, that I’d found my person.

Well.

Woopsie Daisy.

In that absolute clusterf**k of pain - pain so bad I thought I literally thought I would not be able to survive it - I reached a space of immense clarity.

The Universe was like “HELLO BABE. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH GIRLIE POP U GOTTA FACE YOURSELF.”

I had no choice but to strip it all back and start from the bottom.

To realise that self worth and self love was what was missing and something I had to cultivate.

There was no other option.

I have so much love, gratitude and space for this man now.

Compassion for both of us.

And thankful because when we separated.

Because in that separation, he showed me that I had truly abandoned myself.

He brought about the next phase of my radical revolution and triggered the catalyst that was always there - banging on my door.

Our greatest grievances can become our most potent teachers.

This doesn’t mean it’s not painful.

Fu*k.

It is pain beyond pain.

It does - however - have a purpose.

If we choose to lean into that.

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