Losing Love

LOVE… the pure heroin of the heart.

When we fall in love, our bodies are flooded with oxytocin, the hormone of connection and closeness. But it’s not just oxytocin at play. Dopamine spikes in anticipation and reward, serotonin fluctuates, and our brains literally begin to rewire. Love alters our chemistry, heightens our senses, and often, blurs our rationality.

It’s not always a single, explosive moment of euphoria. Often, it’s a slow release. A steady drip of emotional ecstasy that seeps into the cracks of our once composed, controlled worlds.

Like any drug, love has a comedown. And when it ends, when they leave, or you do, the withdrawal can feel impossible to bear. Breakups are, quite simply, shit. They hurt. They disorient. But they are, in many cases, unavoidable.

And just like wounds, our hearts heal. In their own time.

What’s crucial to remember is that no two people experience the same breakup in the same way. You may be reeling while they seem fine or vice versa. But know this: it’s likely both of you are having low days, sudden memories, or unexpected waves of letting go. It’s not a race to recover. You don’t win by pretending it didn’t happen.

Just like a substance leaving your system, love takes time to metabolise. The consumption may have stopped, but your brain and heart are still catching up.

And when you're in the thick of it, remember: healing isn't linear.One day you’ll feel okay. The next, you might hear a song, smell something familiar, and suddenly miss them like it just happened. That’s okay. That’s human. Love rewires us, and we’re allowed to take time to rewire ourselves back.

Here’s one thing that can help: write it out. Not for them. For you. Journal your memories, your hurt, your confusion, your growth. Let it move through your body instead of getting stuck in your chest.

Then remind yourself of this:Your life is a book. A best-seller, actually. Chapters will end, some abruptly, others with a slow fade. But no matter how it closes, the story is still yours. No one else can write it for you.

Every person you've loved has left a mark, something that can’t be erased. So when you part ways, do so with respect. You chose each other for a reason, once upon a time. Don’t rewrite the narrative out of hurt.

Trust your life. Trust your timing. If someone walks out of your story, let them. They’ve cleared space for what’s next.

And oh, what a chapter that could be.