Growth

Getting over a broken heart is a lot like growing out your hair. There is no way to speed it up, no miracle solution or process. There are stages. Things get ugly. You just have to live your life while you wait, and just when it seems like you've been waiting forever and ever with no progress, you look back at a picture of yourself that someone took 1 year ago, and you realize: "Oh, it did grow." It was a nice thing to realize this weekend, that without really noticing it, my hair grew and so did I.

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