Explanation: After breaking up, both boys and girls will cry a lot, so they always have to have tissues.
Love is one of the most powerful emotions a human being can feel. It brings joy, excitement, and a deep sense of connection. But when love ends, it can also bring pain, sorrow, and heartbreak. For those who have never been in love, the idea of a breakup might seem simple—just move on, right? But anyone who has ever truly loved knows that it’s never that easy.
If you’ve never been in love, you might not understand why people cry over lost relationships, why heartbreak feels so devastating, or why something as simple as a tissue box can symbolize so much. But let’s dive deeper into the emotional reality of breakups and why they hit so hard.
Why Breakups Hurt So Much
Love isn’t just about feelings—it’s a biological, emotional, and psychological experience. When you lose someone you love, you’re not just losing a person; you’re losing a part of your daily life, your dreams, and sometimes even your sense of self.
1. The Emotional Bond Gets Severed
When two people are in love, they build a strong emotional bond. They share memories, routines, and inside jokes. When a breakup happens, that bond is suddenly ripped apart, leaving a void that feels impossible to fill.
2. Love Changes the Brain
Scientists have found that love affects the brain similarly to addictive substances. When you’re in love, your brain releases chemicals like dopamine and oxytocin, which make you feel happy and connected. When a breakup happens, those feel-good chemicals suddenly disappear, leading to withdrawal-like symptoms.
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3. The Pain Feels Physical
Heartbreak isn’t just emotional—it’s physical. Studies have shown that emotional pain from a breakup activates the same parts of the brain as physical pain. That’s why people say things like, “It feels like my heart is breaking.” It’s not just a figure of speech; it’s a real, measurable sensation.
Why Both Men and Women Cry After a Breakup
There’s a common stereotype that women cry after breakups while men just move on. But in reality, both genders experience heartbreak, even if they express it differently.
1. Women Process Emotions Immediately
Many women allow themselves to feel the pain right away. They cry, talk to their friends, and express their emotions. This helps them heal faster because they confront their feelings head-on.
2. Men Suppress Their Feelings—But Not Forever
Men, on the other hand, often suppress their emotions initially. They might try to distract themselves with work, hobbies, or even new relationships. But eventually, the sadness catches up with them. Many men admit that their emotions hit hardest weeks or even months after the breakup.
3. The Tissues Are for Everyone
The viral meme that shows a tissue box for both men and women after a breakup is a humorous way of saying that, in the end, heartbreak doesn’t discriminate. Everyone experiences pain, and tears don’t care about gender.
The Stages of Heartbreak Everyone Goes Through
If you’ve never been in love, you might wonder why breakups seem so dramatic. But people who have loved and lost go through a very real emotional process.
1. Denial
At first, it doesn’t seem real. You might think, “Maybe they’ll come back,” or, “This is just temporary.” The mind struggles to accept the new reality.
2. Anger
Once reality sinks in, frustration follows. Questions like “Why did this happen?” or “How could they do this to me?” run through the mind. Some people lash out, while others keep their anger bottled up.
3. Bargaining
People start thinking about what they could have done differently. They might even try to fix things with their ex, hoping to undo the pain.
4. Depression
This is where the tears come in. The loneliness, the memories, and the loss hit the hardest. This is the stage where those tissue boxes get used the most.
5. Acceptance
Finally, time heals. People start to move on, rebuild their lives, and maybe even open their hearts to love again.
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What People Who’ve Never Been in Love Miss Out On
If you’ve never been in love, you might not understand why breakups are so painful—but you also don’t know the beauty of love itself.
- The Joy of Connection – There’s nothing like having someone who understands you on a deep level.
- The Highs and Lows – Love is a rollercoaster, but the highs make it worth it.
- The Strength It Builds – Heartbreak hurts, but it teaches resilience, self-worth, and the ability to love again.
Final Thoughts: Love Is Worth the Pain
For those who have never been in love, it might be hard to understand why breakups hurt so much. But ask anyone who has truly loved and lost—they wouldn’t trade the experience for anything. Because even though love can bring heartbreak, it also brings some of life’s most beautiful moments.
And in the end? Those tissue boxes are just a small price to pay for the incredible experience of love.
My Ex Husband’s New Girlfriend Found My Number to Ask Me Just One Question — When I Read Her Text, I Was Stunned
My story is about how my ex-husband’s girlfriend realized a truth about him that I grew too comfortable with while married to him. With one important question, his new girlfriend taught me a valuable lesson about self-love after reaching out unexpectedly.
I’ve been divorced for five years now, and it’s been an interesting journey navigating life post-marriage. My ex-husband, Ben, 48, and I, 45, were together for 13 years and had two wonderful kids. Even after our split, we’ve managed to stay on good terms.
We co-parent effectively despite our marriage having its ups and downs. Ben and I are best friends and have also maintained a friendship that surprises most people. Our divorce wasn’t messy; we simply wanted different things out of life.
Yesterday was our eldest’s 16th birthday, and we decided to celebrate with a family dinner. Ben has been seeing someone new, a woman named Lisa, for about four months. He told me about her as soon as their relationship got serious.
Transparency was part of our agreement to keep things open and honest for the sake of our children. He asked if he could bring Lisa to the birthday dinner, and while I wasn’t thrilled as I would have preferred to meet her one-on-one first, I didn’t want to cause any drama or be intrusive. So, I agreed.
On that fateful day, I finally got to meet Lisa who was friendly, and eager to make a good impression, which was a relief. I preferred her to be a good person if she was going to be around my children.
She’s got a kind smile and she immediately struck up a conversation with me about the kids’ school and activities. I could tell she was trying hard to fit in, which I appreciated.
As the evening went on, I noticed how attentive Lisa was to Ben. It was sweet but also a little unsettling because I never saw that side of him during our marriage. I chalked it up to new relationship energy and tried to focus on the kids and the celebration.
Halfway through dinner, things got weird when my eldest handed me a birthday card from her father. This caught me off guard because my birthday was months ago. No one usually remembers it, and Ben has never been one to recall such occasions.
Don’t get me wrong, my children’s father is a great man. But he’s really terrible with things like anniversaries, birthdays, or any special occasions. During all the years we were together, Ben never got me a present or card.
It was also my responsibility to handle events like the kids’ birthdays, Christmas, and more. I don’t know if I was wrong for this, but his forgetfulness didn’t bother me. I thanked my daughter, feeling touched by the gesture.
Lisa, sitting across from me, saw my surprise. I had assumed she’d made him get it, but then I noticed how she was giving me these funny looks. Unsure what they meant, I decided to mingle with other guests to avoid the awkwardness.
But, Lisa somehow managed to get my attention. “Ben mentioned he’s not great with birthdays,” she said with a chuckle. “He forgot mine a few weeks ago. Is it intentional?”
I laughed, remembering all the missed anniversaries and forgotten special days. “I have no idea, Lisa, but 13 years of marriage and two kids wasn’t the benchmark because he never really got the hang of it,” I replied. “It’s just who he is.”
Lisa seemed disappointed and tried to hide it, but I thought nothing of it and wandered off to talk to other guests. I decided to shift the conversation to something lighter and talked about family plans and the upcoming holidays. The rest of the evening went smoothly, and we all parted ways with smiles and hugs.
Later that night, as I was getting ready for bed, I received a text from an unknown number. It was my ex’s new girlfriend. “Hi, this is Lisa. I got your number from Ben. I hope it’s okay to text you. I wanted to ask you something.”
Curious, I replied, “Sure, what’s up?”
Her response came quickly and when I read it, I was STUNNED. She hadn’t gotten over our brief conversation earlier and was asking if Ben’s forgetfulness of special occasions was something that could be fixed. “I know this might seem odd because we touched on it earlier, but I need to know…”
“…Does Ben ever improve when it comes to birthdays and anniversaries? I don’t want to make a big deal out of it if it’s something that won’t change.” I stared at my phone, feeling a mix of emotions. Part of me wanted to warn her, to tell her not to ever expect much.
But another part of me debated whether to give Ben a heads-up as it seemed like this was a serious issue for his new girlfriend and that she expected more attention to such things. Yet, a part of me resented having to teach him to be better about something he never tried with me.
I also felt like it wasn’t my place to interfere. After a moment, I typed back, “Honestly, he’s my ex for a reason. I can’t say if he’ll change or not, and I’m not going to have the answers you need.” I continued, “It’s something you’ll have to figure out together. Lovely meeting you, though.”
Months went by without much thought about that night. Then, one evening, Ben called me out of the blue. “Lisa and I broke up,” he said, sounding frustrated.
“What happened?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“She kept making a big deal out of nothing, busy complaining about birthdays and anniversaries. I told her it’s not something I care about, and she just wouldn’t let it go,” he said, sounding furious.
“It turned into this huge argument when I forgot our anniversary, and she left,” he explained, his voice tinged with annoyance.
I sighed, feeling a twinge of guilt as I wondered if I could’ve helped them if I had been more supportive of Lisa when she texted me. “Ben, did she tell you it was important to her?” I asked, feeling like my responses to Lisa played a part in their breakup.
He was silent for a moment. “She told me on many occasions that such things were important to her.”
“But WHO CARES! You never made it a big deal,” he said defensively.
Tired of coddling him, I said, “Well, sir, and that’s why we divorced.”
“That’s mean, Kim,” my ex replied, sounding sad.
“Look, I’m sorry, but I stopped trying because I knew it wouldn’t matter to you,” I replied calmly. “But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t important to me. Or to her. You have to meet people halfway.”
Ben grumbled something under his breath, and I could tell he wasn’t ready to accept that truth. We ended the call on a neutral note, and I sat there, thinking about Lisa. She deserved someone who would appreciate her efforts and reciprocate her feelings.
A few days later, I bumped into Lisa at the grocery store. She looked tired but managed a smile when she saw me. “Hi, how are you?” she asked politely.
“I’m good, thanks. How about you?” I replied, genuinely concerned.
“I’ve been better,” she admitted. “Ben and I broke up.”
“I heard,” I said softly. “I’m sorry it didn’t work out.”
She sighed. “I couldn’t deal with feeling unimportant. I tried to explain it to him, but he didn’t seem to care.”
I nodded, understanding her frustration all too well. “It’s hard when someone doesn’t value what you do. You deserve someone who will.”
Lisa smiled sadly. “Thanks. I appreciate that. I guess I hoped he could change.”
“Change is hard for some people,” I said gently. “But don’t lose hope. You’ll find someone who values you.”
We parted ways, and I felt a strange sense of closure. Lisa’s struggle mirrored my past frustrations, but it also highlighted how much I had grown since my marriage ended. I had learned to accept Ben’s flaws, but I also realized that I deserved more than what he was willing to give.
That evening, I sat down with my children and talked about their dad. I wanted them to understand that while he had his shortcomings, he loved them deeply. We laughed about his forgetfulness and shared stories of the good times we had as a family.
As I reflected on everything, I felt a deep sense of peace. I had moved on from the hurt and disappointment and was ready to embrace whatever the future held. I hoped Lisa would find the happiness she deserved, and I knew that I had done the right thing by not getting too involved in their relationship.
In the end, it wasn’t about birthdays or anniversaries. It was about finding someone who truly valued and appreciated you for who you are. I did not doubt that Lisa would find that person someday, and I knew I was finally content with my own life.
As I looked at my children, I felt grateful for the love and joy they brought into my life. We had our good and bad moments, but we were a family, and that was what mattered most. And as for Ben, I hoped he would eventually learn to value the important things in life.
For now, I was happy. I had my kids, friends, and a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in a long time. And that was more than enough.
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