“I liked him. And that’s the truth. Even though I know he’s bad for me and we aren’t good together, I can’t leave him. So I stay in this imaginary world that I created, while I ignore the harsh reality – He will never love me, and these little moments of happiness will always be fleeting.”

We’ve all been heartbroken at some point right? Despite whether you’re a man or a woman, it sucks. The worst kind of heartbreak though is when we know the truth and yet we still stay. Why? Why do we put ourselves through that?

I’ve been writing my second novel and a character of mine has this kind of mentality and the more I write about it, the more I think, “Why does she stay?” If she knows that the guy does not love her, why does she stick around?

It made me think of my personal life and the heartbreaks that I went through and then the answer became so simple. We crave happiness that when we get it, even if it’s just a little bit, we try to hold on to it. Sometimes we fall in love with the good memories and ignore the bad ones.