What’s the worst that could happen? —allowing yourself to let life fall into place
I was at coffee with a girlfriend the other day, over analyzing every aspect of my life (as usual) until she finally cut me off with a question that I think I’d been avoiding the whole time.
“What’s the worst that could happen?”
Of course, this conversation was involving a boy, and, of course, I was doing my best to control every tiny detail of the situation. My talking ceased and I looked at her blankly, with no intention to answer her absurd question.
“Seriously, what’s the worst that’s going to happen here? You’re going to get your heart ripped out. You’re going to be shattered into pieces and you’re going to feel every single broken piece and you’re going to cry and it’s going to hurt worse than anything you’ve ever felt. What’s so bad about that?”
I wish you could have seen the look on my face as I tried to process her words as they dove into my heart.
None of it even made sense and it made so much sense all at the same time.
What am I scared of?
Why do I feel the need to calculate my every move, analyze the intentions of the people around me, and approach this life so cautiously from afar?
Is avoiding a broken heart really worth missing out on weak knees, butterflies giving my stomach flight, and dancing alone in my room until the sun peaks over the horizon? Is avoiding a bad feeling worth forcing myself to feel nothing at all?
Life is messy. It’s about making mistakes and loving the wrong person and figuring out why we are here and chasing dreams and falling hard and skinning our knees and bleeding cold, red, dirty blood all over the sidewalk. It’s about the moments of impact that help us to remember we’re alive. We are not here to simply exist. We are not here to play it safe and control those around us and make sure we double and triple check someone’s intentions before making a decision. Life is about diving head first without a clue what lies below. It’s about loving hard and giving our all and having our hearts ripped wide open, giving us more room to allow someone new to climb inside. The more broken you are, the more spaces people seem to fit.
Life is about love. Loving. Falling. Giving. Failing. Rising.
Life is about learning that love is a single word with a thousand meanings.
It’s about falling in love with yourself first, and everyone else in the world second.
It’s about finding something to love about every person you encounter, every situation you face, and every lesson you must learn.
It’s about true love, toxic love, broken love, passionate love, and wrong love. It’s about same-love and different love and realizing that at the end of the day love is still love.
If, at the end of the day, you can say you gave love your all, got your heart broken a few times, and maybe even broke a few hearts yourself, then I think you’re doing pretty darn good.
If you spend your days loving and being loved, falling in love with yourself over and over again, and learning the many meanings of the word love inside out, you’re doing the best that you can.
And if you’re doing the best that you can, what’s the worst that could happen?
take.your.heart 
LOVE THIS!!! Definitely sharing with my network. Thanks for opening your heart and life for others to learn from you ❤ @JennyQ
Love this post!
Arran
The worst possible thing…. you know that split second, that moment right after you wake up, when everything in the world is just perfect, where you haven’t had time to think. That moment where it doesn’t matter what happened the day before or what you have to do that day. Its a moment of perfect serenity, the perfect moment. For most people that perfect moment is short lived, lasting only a matter of seconds after you wake. If you are ever lucky enough to find it. You can have that moment, whenever you touch his hand, talk to him on the phone, kiss his lips or even when you lock eyes from across the aisle. If i felt that moment come, even when everything is telling me it is wrong, I would need to know why. I would never want to wake up knowing my perfect moment is gone.
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Good one!
Wise girlfriend you have there.
I discovered your website 5 minutes ago because I read what you posted today on Rebelle Society and felt like maybe we have had some similar experiences in love. I’ll be reading lots more of what you wrote! I am grateful to have landed here.
I discovered your website 5 minutes ago because I read what you posted today on Rebelle Society and felt like maybe we have had some similar experiences in love. I’ll be reading more of what you wrote today! I am grateful to have landed here.
This is really beautiful
Thank you, Sarah xoxo
Hey, I am also new to this website, and I am delighted about people sharing their most inner, heartfelt feelings. So praise and thanks to you, for all your courage and your letting go…
Though, I also wanted to say a few things, that I felt when reading this post, I hope it’s ok.
When falling in love, and being lost in a storm, not knowing where to go, being attacked by surprise by all possible directions, even feeling betrayed and let down by everyone… feeling like a lost child, losing it all, wanting someone so badly, and fearing the impossibility of a wish’s fulfillment to the point you have either to die or go on living… I realized some time after it was not about “my” love, I cannot ask the favor back, I have to accept anything that comes to me, it’s not about feeling love for my self even, I don’t even want nor need it, what matters really, is to love everyone else, to love the other no matter what, with no judgement and no condition, for in reality, there is no separation between me and the others, we are all one, and all this is one love, and this pain was there to make me realize this essence we all share, I needed to fall in love to wake up to who I really are… I hope it makes sense to share these feelings… All will be alright, all will be good, tears are your friends, misery serves you guidance, never give up, all builds up to make stronger by your weakness, make you weaker so you be strong… that’s the pain of the planting of the seeds, that will eventually grow into the flowery garden of Eden…
May peace and love prevail
God bless you
and also sorry I wanted to say, the worst that could happen to you is indeed the bery best…