The BLACK Pearl Taboo

       I took that break up terribly. I lost my appetite, began to lose weight, my anxiety and depressive episodes hit an all time high, I considered getting medicated, I considered the consequences of not doing anything and letting the feelings subdue me, I re-evaluated ALL of my perspectives on life, I questioned my faith, I cried constantly, I prayed on my hands and knees still choking back tears, and I shrouded my sadness in community until I felt better. I prayed for him back. I prayed that he would come back for me, pretty please. I prayed for a sign if we were meant to be. I prayed that if we weren’t, that the Lord would take my feelings away. They kind of went away. I began to find it difficult to want someone who so clearly did not want me. It was apparent. The way he would barely respond to my text messages if at all. The way he looked at me after not seeing each other for months. The way he was the one ready to end the conversation and leave, when it was a...