As an outsider looking in, I noticed that after a heartbreak, you can go one of two ways. One: You acknowledge the pain, but you don't let it swallow you. You use your pain as a push to make yourself a better person so you won't feel that pain again. It's like when you talk back to your mom & she pops you in the mouth & you learn to mumble to yourself from now on. Two: You can let that pain smother you into idiocracy & clutch on to the first thing that makes you feel alive & well, even if you know that it's only temporary. Even if you know that you might get hurt again. It's like when you're hanging out pass the curfew your mom set for you & instead of going home a little late & deal with the slight punishment, you live it up because "hey, I'm already in trouble, might as well have fun before I get grounded."
All I can say is, I don't want to have no part of it.