“I was crawling on the floor. I remember throwing up. … I remember being on the floor … I have never felt anything quite like that. It was so visceral. It’s like someone has killed you and you have to live through it and watch it happen … It was awful.”
– Emma Stone recalls her first (vomit-inducing) heartbreak in a conversation with director Cameron Crowe in the latest issue of Interview. (Check out the awesome Mikael Jansson photos above!) Girl, I think we can all relate to that feeling. My first true heartbreak — when my fiance broke things off — left me bedridden, save for mandatory dog walks, for three days. The upside, I think, is though you may love others more in the future, the feeling of that first heartbreak is never repeated quite as acutely. Do you agree? How did you respond to your first heartbreak? [Interview]
Adele was a star at 19, but at 21, she’s become one of the most sought after performers in the world. Now you can watch her perform her deeply personal collection of songs inspired by heartbreak on her new DVD, “Live At The Royal Albert Hall.” The DVD, due out November 29, features a 90-minute live concert, behind the scenes footage, and a CD of the entire show. It’s even better than a front row seat!
WIN THIS! Adele’s devastating breakup inspired her to write many of the songs that eventually became 21. She turned her pain into music that touched her fans’ hearts and sold millions of records. If only every breakup turned into a hit album! Tell us in the comments about your first major heartbreak and how you dealt with it —the tales that move us the most will win a copy of Adele’s “Live At The Royal Albert Hall” DVD. Enter by 11:59 p.m. on Tuesday, November 29, 2011. We’ll pick our favorite responses and announce the winners on Wednesday, November 30. You must live in the U.S. or Canada to win. (Read the official rules here.) Good luck!
“I don’t think I’ll ever forgive myself for not making my relationship with my ex on 21 work, because he’s the love of my life. I would still be singing in the shower, of course, but yeah—[I would have given up] my career, my friendships, my hobbies. I would have given up trying to be the best… He was my soul mate. We had everything—on every level we were totally right. We’d finish each other’s sentences, and he could just pick up how I was feeling by the look in my eye, down to a T, and we loved the same things, and hated the same things, and we were brave when the other was brave and weak when the other one was weak—almost like twins, you know—and I think that’s rare when you find the full circle in one person, and I think that’s what I’ll always be looking for in other men.”
—Adele tells Out Magazine that she would gladly give up her career and, well, pretty much anything if it meant things would work out with the guy she sang about on her heartbreaking and genius album, 21. Oh, Adele. I’m so sorry to hear that you feel that way. I just want to assure you that you will find what you had with your ex with someone else. Someone who will be so, so proud of the glorious singer that you are and who will possess so many other wonderful qualities you couldn’t even think to look for now. In the meantime, we love you! [Out] Keep reading »
This morning, as part of my pre-work routine, I logged onto Facebook and noticed it was my friend Joel’s birthday. As I was clicking over to his page to leave a “Happy birthday!” message on his wall, it suddenly occurred to me, Wait. That means it’s his birthday as well. My ex, that is. It had slipped my mind completely. It was the first year since we broke up that I had completely forgotten, where I didn’t have it on my mind for at least a few days, eager to use it as an excuse to email him — not because I wanted to get back together, mind you, but because I still was slightly invested in how he was doing and what he was up to. But this year, I forgot his birthday and wouldn’t have remembered if I hadn’t been reminded, inadvertently, by Facebook. As for using it as an excuse to email him? Meh. I have taxes to do.
It seems to me that forgetting an ex’s birthday is a pretty solid sign that you are over it. Over him, over the relationship, over the anger, over the heartbreak. Happy birthday, indeed! It took me a long while to get here, I’ll admit, but over the last few months I’ve noticed some other signs that I’ve officially closed the book on that relationship and how it ended. Keep reading »
Love hurts. It sounds like a cliche, but new research suggests it might literally be true. Rejection by a romantic partner during a breakup activates regions of the brain associated with physical pain, according to the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences study.
“Rejection literally hurts,” researcher Edward Smith, a cognitive neuroscientist at Columbia University, told LiveScience.
People have long described the sadness over a lost love or a romantic breakup in much the same way, using words like “pain” and “hurt.” They often sounded as though they’re speaking interchangeably about mental anguish and physical suffering — making scientists wonder whether the two feelings might be triggering the same areas of the brain. Read more… Keep reading »
The other day, my new dude, Juan, and I were talking about breakups. We both went through bad ones in the past six months or so and he has a female friend who’s in the drinking-and-crying stage of a breakup now. (‘Tis the season, I guess?) After they hung out, Juan told me he could still recall the sting she’s feeling right now.
“I remember how that is: feeling like no one is ever going to love you in the same way again,” he said. “You feel at that time like it couldn’t possibly happen ever again … even though you know logically that it will.”
When he said that, something clicked in me. That’s it. That’s the anxiety that I have been feeling these past three months after the end of a love affair. I have a complete willingness to get back on the saddle but have been feeling like no one is ever going to love me “in the same way again.” The feeling — for whatever reason — that I had only one chance at this.
Tila Tequila gets, like, 45 shots at love. Why did I convince myself that I don’t get more than one? Keep reading »
Since I’ve only had three serious boyfriends in my life, I can’t really say I only become Betty C**ker when I have a breakup … because that would have only been three times. But I can say that every single time I get my feelings hurt by a man, which unfortunately is more frequently than I’d ever like to admit, I don’t find myself in a carton of my favorite Haagen-Dazs Chocolate Chocolate Chip ice cream. I find myself in the kitchen. My baking skills became more than just a way to ease my heartbreak; it became the best way to get back in the game and meet someone new.
After the jump, find out how baking got me back in the game and a recipe for chocolate chip banana bread! Keep reading »
The best part of a breakup is wallowing. There are five stages immediately following a breakup, and they aren’t denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. They are as follows: shock, blubbering, wallowing, staring blankly at walls, and finally, dancing. The final stage is usually preceded by a music montage featuring upbeat adult contemporary music, a shopping spree, and a night out with your best slutty friend. But of all these stages, the one I enjoy the most is wallowing. It’s the best part of breaking up or getting dumped, because there is no such thing as a “mutual breakup.” That concept is strictly for the press. One party always wants the breakup a little more than the other party. Not that I’m advocating dramatic split-ups that resemble NASCAR fireballs. But one person is always left sniffing a forgotten, leftover sleeping shirt, searching for a whiff of their lover’s familiar funk. The wishbone never cracks completely in two. Keep reading »