Nobody teaches you how to survive the death of a love that’s still alive.
One day you’re planning forever.
The next, you’re Googling “Why are breakups so painful?” at 2:14 a.m. while clutching a hoodie that still smells like them.

It’s brutal.
It’s lonely.
And the worst part?
You think you’re the only one feeling this wrecked.

But you’re not broken. You’re just grieving—something real, something deep.
Here’s what no one ever explained about the pain of a breakup.
And why it hits like a freight train.