From Our Readers Heart Like a Crab From Our Readers

LOVE is PAIN, isn’t it? Boy oh boy, it’s pain when you’re in love. It’s pain when you’re outta love. It’s pain when there’s too much love and it’s pain when there’s no love at all. It’s painstakingly, bone shakingly, chest achingly torturous! Love hurts. And what hurts most is when you love someone and they just go ahead break your heart like a Kit-Kat.

So, recently this dude broke my heart. I don’t need to go into why and how, but all I know is I allowed myself to love and I got truly kicked in the buttocks. So, feeling the pangs of misery, I decided to do the only acceptable thing you can do when you feel utterly heartbroken: I went to the pub! ‘I’m done! I’ve had enough!’, I exclaimed, slamming my fist down on the bar. ‘I’m sick of being heartbroken! I GIVE UP ON LOOOOVE!’

During these dark hours, I considered turning into a cold ice maiden, cutting my hair off like Annie Lennox and relocating to Ukraine where I could finally join the all-baring feminist group FEMEN. Maybe closing off my heart altogether would allow me to focus all my energy on building a multi-billion pound business empire like Madonna or Donald Trump?

That’ll show him!

But then I began to ponder: Isn’t heartbreak just an inevitability of love? I mean, maybe Ja Rule was right all along? Pain is love. Does that mean my heart is always going to get broken every time I decide to love someone? Maybe it’s not an inevitability, but that will always be the risk you take when you start seeing someone new. What about the other kinds of love? The time my cat ate my beloved hamster, Delboy, was absolute heartbreak.

The day I got fake blood on the coat my great aunt left me before she died – heartbreak. Someone eating the last Cherry Fruit Corner when you had been looking forward to it all day – oh man, don’t tell me that’s not heartbreaking. And of course, losing someone you love and care about – that’s the worst kind of heartbreak of all. I mean, it just gets ya right in the cardiacas!

I tried to think of the benefits of having my heart gouged from my chest and battered with a sledge hammer. How could I have let myself get into this situation again? Have I got ‘moron’ tattooed on my forehead or what? And that’s when it hit me: that’s right – I have been through this before. And you know what? Despite heartbreak, I have always been able to love again.

Did you know when a crab loses its leg (say, in a freak fishing accident) and it is thrown back in the ocean, it grows a new, stronger, more agile leg? Mr. Crab now kicks ass on the sea bed, shuffling around like Rocky of the crustaceans. Well, maybe the heart is just like the crab. Once in a while, a piece of heart gets damaged or broken, but after a little time and patience a new piece grows in its place. This new piece of heart, like the new crab leg, is stronger, more resistant and basically kicks butt. The heart becomes whole again.

Kapow!

You see, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I’d much rather have felt the sensation of loving something or someone and then had it taken away than never felt the joy of love in the first place. I mean, you can’t possibly know real, bonafide, tingling, zappy love without knowing pain. It’s like Yin and Yang – there’s no one without the other. I’m not saying don’t learn from your mistakes or make muffin baskets for every Tom, Dick and Harry, but do yourself a favor and don’t close up shop altogether.

So this is what I learned: when someone breaks your heart, you’ve got two choices: you either put it in the deep freeze and let yourself become a cynical crazy snow queen/king (which is what I was THIS close to becoming) OR you let your heart become a crab. You pick yourself up and never lose the capacity to dance on the sea bed – and that, peeps, is my metaphor for love.

You can read more from Yazmin Joy Vigus at aliljoy.com and follow her on Twitter.

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  1. I just looooove crabs now!!!!

  2. It’s all about dancing on the sea bed new leggy styleee! So wonderfully upbeat, as usual, loved it x

  3. Funny and true! I love the image of My crab kicking ass on the sea bed! We are all stronger after heartbrake! xx

  4. So true and very funny! Dancing on the seabed is a MUST!! :-) xx

  5. You gotta love dancing on the seabed, Yaz! Loved it :) xx

  6. Haha loved it!! Brings a totally new and creatively true perspective.
    Well done Yaz xx Hope you’re having a great time in India :)

  7. I learned my heart is like a crab too. Funny & so true….words to live by! well done. ;-)