I'm embarrassed to say this but one of my reasons for moving to New York aside from my life and career in fashion was my broken heart. My heart got broken in April of 2009 and since that day I haven't been the same on the inside.
Let me start from the beginning.. .
Before my heart got broken I was that boy that always talked about finding true love and getting a fairytale ending like in the movies. I would encourage all of my friends to fall in love but that all soon changed once my heart got broken. I fell in love with someone who didn't feel the same way about me. I don't know if any of you have ever been in the same situation I was in but let me tell you it hurts. It hurts to know that the only person in the world that you've ever liked or loved doesn't love you back. It hurts to feel like your not good enough for someone of that your not handsome or goodlooking enough for someone. With all of these thoughts running through my mind it made me very insecure about myself as a person. I shut down. I shut down in a way that helped me get to where I am now but not for all the right reasons. I thought to myself that if I became even more serious about my fashion career that I would gain the love of said person. And so I began making myself better and it worked. I found a great fashion school The Art Institute Of Hollywood. But that wasn't enough for me I felt like I had to get away the pain was too distracting I had to leave California and I did. I transferred to the New York City campus of my school and left all the pain and heartache back in California or so I thought. Upon getting settled in and adjusting to the New York life I still felt that pain I was still broken inside. In March of 2011 I received a facebook message from the one who broke my heart saying from what I got from it "sorry" a part of me wanted to curse them out but I didn't I couldn't I can't be mad at someone for not loving me like how I want them to.
Lets just say that over the next 7 months my heart has healed. I don't feel like the old me though I'm still digging deep everyday looking for my happy and once I find it no one will ever take it from me again!
The purpose of this post is that yes I got my heart broken I didn't let the pain consume me. I let it drive me and make me better. I now realize that I cannot run from my problems I have to face them head on like a man and best believe I will!
I have a few war wounds but I'll be alright.
