On matters of the heart


Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely.

{emilygrace}

I don’t remember where I was when I first heard those words. I don’t even know where the words originated, but it doesn’t matter.

For me, there’s never been a question about what you should do in a difficult situation. Follow your heart.

It might not be easy. Sometimes, you might need to take a break, give yourself some time to listen, really listen, to what your heart is saying. The heart is a complicated thing, and it’s easy to confuse or misunderstand what it’s telling you to do.

But there’s never been a doubt in my mind that you have to follow your heart. Live with no regrets. Do what feels right. Follow your heart.

The past month has been hard. And saying it’s been hard is a gross understatement. And I can’t talk about it, because you won’t understand; you can’t understand. I haven’t talked about it, because nobody can understand, nobody will understand and, really, nobody will want to understand.

I know this because a friendship is already shattered because of it, because of the lack of understanding, the lack of desire to understand and, yes, the lack of explanation on my part. But at this point, even if I attempt an explanation… well, it will fall on deaf ears. Minds are made up. I feel like there’s nothing else I can do.

But this past month has been hard. Hearts are changing, hearts are screaming and hearts are aching. And I’m just trying to listen to mine.