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Healing My Broken Heart Through Music, Poetry, and Movies

7 May, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments
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Cry* Me* A* River*, originally uploaded by ZpanishZcorpio.

Awhile ago, I posted the top ten songs, poems, and movies to hear and see when you are suffering from a broken heart.  I’m starting to feel better about a lot of things.  Accept everything that happened and realize that there are things that I am unable to control.  All I can do is be strong, and continue trekking on.  Life is too short to be so miserable.  If I died tomorrow, would I really want my last days on Earth to be moping around aching for someone who never really cared much about me to begin with?  No.

I created this Rhapsody playlist when I was enduring all that pain. Art in all forms can help you get through many hard parts in your life. They make you realize that there is someone out there who has gone through what you are going through, so you are not alone.  Also, that you will be alright.

Here is the playlist that I created, which you are able to listen to by pressing the Play icon. I hope that it can probably help someone out there.

Only for the Brokenhearted

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My Heart is Broken, so Sue Me

12 January, 2009 | dcfemella | Comments

Can a broken heart be mended?  Is love never having to say you’re sorry?  Do you forgive those you truly love?  Can anything separate two lovers?

You once said I was too idealistic and that this would be my downfall if I don’t start accepting reality.  It’s sad that you are the reason I no longer have this innocent idealistic point of view.  I know that you read my blog.  This is for you:

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no, it is an ever-fixèd mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his heighth be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Sonnet 116
William Shakespeare


The last lists that I am going to post.  Sorry for being so solemn, but that is my current mood.  These are the movies, songs, and poems that I constantly read to try and find the answers to all of my questions of love and heartache.

Top Ten Movies for the BrokenHearted


Top Ten Songs:

1. Brandy and Boys II Men – BrokenHearted

2. Lasgo – Something

3. Hyde – Season’s Call

4. Dido – White Flag

5. Abba – The Winner Takes It All

6. Natalie Imbruglia

7. Chaka Khan – Through the Fire

8. Alex Ubago – Sin Miedo a Nada

9. Tiziano Ferrero – Tardes Negras

10. Brandi Carlisle – The Story

Top Ten Poems:

1. Shakespeare Sonnet 116

2. William Wordsworth – Splendor in the Grass

3. Emily Dickinson – After Great Pain

4.  Edgar Allen Poe – Annabel Lee

5. Lord Alfred Tennyson – Tear, Idle Tears

6. Sir Walter Raleigh – A Farewell to False Love

7. Emily Dickinson – Heart, We Will Forget HIm

8. Emily Bronte – Remembrance

9. Lord Byron – She Walks in Beauty Like the Night

10. Shakespeare Sonnet 147

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Goodbye Mr. Big, I Will Be Carrie No Longer

23 December, 2008 | dcfemella | Comments

Closure has come, and I no longer will think about this guy.  He was my Mr. Big.  Carrie’s relationship with Mr. Big mirrored mine with G.  Instead of running back to him any time he feels like he wants me, I will do what Carrie didn’t.  I will find an Aidan, love him, and remain with him.  He thought I was weird, and he said I was complex.  In order for him to feel in control, he needs a simple woman who will be at his beck and call.

 


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Loneliness is a Killer

12 December, 2008 | dcfemella | Comments

The weekend is here, and I am beyond happy.  I have been slaving away at work, and now I want to be able to relax and work on my business.  My friend D. wants to keep me company while I am totally depressed about my situation, so I am heading over to her place on Saturday night.  I would have done it today, but I want to be alone with Haji while I contemplate on what I am going to do with my life.  I have to write down some goals for myself and keep writing so I don’t keep thinking about G.  It’s over, and I can’t seem to think about it anymore without tearing up.  I guess the only thing that kills me is that he is the cause of everything that happened, but he decides to run away.  If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have spoken to L., and I wouldn’t be in the predicament that I was in.  D. had her own issues, and her boyfriend stuck by her, and he didn’t even CAUSE IT!  G. totally abandons me. It proves that he didn’t love me enough.  It seems to be the trend with him. Never enough.

I’m 30 and I’ve accepted the fact that I’m going to remain alone.  I think in the 30 years of life, I’ve only had one relationship where I felt like I had a companion.  It’s funny but once I went to a Palm Reader (keep your chuckles to yourselves), and she basically told me that I would never be with anyone. 

I’m fine with it.  I just want to have two more children.  I already told my mom that if I am not married by 33, I am going to get artificially inseminated.  She freaked because she is totally afraid that I will be 100% lesbian.  Whatever, I really don’t seem to care what people think about me at this point.  I just want to find some form of happiness.  It’s something that I haven’t been able to attain for such a long time. 

Totally off topic, but I am sick and tired of my office neighbor passing gas like it’s going out of style.  How much gas can this man pass?  It’s disgusting.  At least say, “EXCUSE ME!”

I hope that everyone has a lovely weekend and that it’s full of hope, passion, and love.

 

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Goodbye Twenties!

27 October, 2008 | dcfemella | Comments

I have hit the 30-year old mark.  It feels surreal because I don’t feel much different, other than I don’t have the patience to deal with drama.  On Saturday, I went out with the love of my life.  He took me to this fancy restaurant and then a lounge.  It was an amazing night.  The next day, we played Scrabble.  He kicked my butt, and I wasn’t very happy.  I’m not the greatest loser.  I am going to have start practicing with my sister again, so next time, I play with him, it’s on.  

We really love each other, and I can’t believe that he is in my life.  Every day I feel like I’m in a dream.  

On Sunday, my family came over to my parents’ house to celebrate the big 3-0.  Isabelle and my mom made this amazing display with all my pictures from when I was in my mom’s stomach (I mean it) til now.  It was a crazy thing to see how I have changed throughout the years, and all the different trends I have gone through.  

Every minute needs to be enjoyed.  One can’t worry about little things because life will pass you by.

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