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So I had a friend tell me yesterday that the heart doesn’t heal as quickly as other muscles.

I have been known to say that a broken heart bears a striking resemblance to those muscles we tear down at the gym. Yes, we tear them down, but the rebuilding of the process  makes them bigger, stronger, and better than they were before.

If we didn’t tear them down, we would be, well…average.

And it takes a good bit of tearing down and building up to move beyond average.

But what is a sign of a really good workout?

Good old DOMS.

Delayed pain.

ain that comes after your muscles realize what they did!

And doesn’t that delayed pain lead to the best growth, the best changes, and the biggest rewards?

Of course it does. We all know it does.

But I know what it is to have a broken heart too. I spent the majority of my life overweight because I chose to let my heart remain broken.

I thought that because my family didn’t love me, no one could.

And I let the pain simmer for years…and years…and years.

Until one day it hit me.

I am the only one who can heal my heart.  A little delayed pain is OK. Years and years of it is not.

So I had to find healing. Healing that didn’t include eating all the time, which is what I did.

And that healing has boundaries. There are specific ways that I deal with pain even now.

That healing can’t come from a bottle, a pill, or a drug. I can’t eat the pain away, nor can I sleep it away. But I can’t nothing it away either, y’all.

For years I did nothing, waiting for it to heal. That never, ever, never works. That changes you into a person unrecognizable, bitter from years of lonely waiting.

Someone else may have caused your pain, but don’t choose to continue it.

So what is the Adina method for healing a broken heart?

It’s simple for me.

I look at everything around me and count my blessings, and I know that every broken heart moment led me to right here, right now.

I think of my two best friends and a friend I love. I cannot imagine living a life without their friendship.
And when my heart was torn down, they became the little muscle fiber bridges that made my heart bigger, stronger, and better.

The way I see it, a broken heart is nothing but an opportunity to build something bigger, stronger, and better than you ever imagined.

All you have to do is uncover what builds your bridges.

And if you never went back to the gym  after the DOMS wore off.

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