Explanation: After breaking up, both boys and girls will cry a lot, so they always have to have tissues.
Love is one of the most powerful emotions a human being can feel. It brings joy, excitement, and a deep sense of connection. But when love ends, it can also bring pain, sorrow, and heartbreak. For those who have never been in love, the idea of a breakup might seem simple—just move on, right? But anyone who has ever truly loved knows that it’s never that easy.
If you’ve never been in love, you might not understand why people cry over lost relationships, why heartbreak feels so devastating, or why something as simple as a tissue box can symbolize so much. But let’s dive deeper into the emotional reality of breakups and why they hit so hard.
Why Breakups Hurt So Much
Love isn’t just about feelings—it’s a biological, emotional, and psychological experience. When you lose someone you love, you’re not just losing a person; you’re losing a part of your daily life, your dreams, and sometimes even your sense of self.
1. The Emotional Bond Gets Severed
When two people are in love, they build a strong emotional bond. They share memories, routines, and inside jokes. When a breakup happens, that bond is suddenly ripped apart, leaving a void that feels impossible to fill.
2. Love Changes the Brain
Scientists have found that love affects the brain similarly to addictive substances. When you’re in love, your brain releases chemicals like dopamine and oxytocin, which make you feel happy and connected. When a breakup happens, those feel-good chemicals suddenly disappear, leading to withdrawal-like symptoms.
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3. The Pain Feels Physical
Heartbreak isn’t just emotional—it’s physical. Studies have shown that emotional pain from a breakup activates the same parts of the brain as physical pain. That’s why people say things like, “It feels like my heart is breaking.” It’s not just a figure of speech; it’s a real, measurable sensation.
Why Both Men and Women Cry After a Breakup
There’s a common stereotype that women cry after breakups while men just move on. But in reality, both genders experience heartbreak, even if they express it differently.
1. Women Process Emotions Immediately
Many women allow themselves to feel the pain right away. They cry, talk to their friends, and express their emotions. This helps them heal faster because they confront their feelings head-on.
2. Men Suppress Their Feelings—But Not Forever
Men, on the other hand, often suppress their emotions initially. They might try to distract themselves with work, hobbies, or even new relationships. But eventually, the sadness catches up with them. Many men admit that their emotions hit hardest weeks or even months after the breakup.
3. The Tissues Are for Everyone
The viral meme that shows a tissue box for both men and women after a breakup is a humorous way of saying that, in the end, heartbreak doesn’t discriminate. Everyone experiences pain, and tears don’t care about gender.
The Stages of Heartbreak Everyone Goes Through
If you’ve never been in love, you might wonder why breakups seem so dramatic. But people who have loved and lost go through a very real emotional process.
1. Denial
At first, it doesn’t seem real. You might think, “Maybe they’ll come back,” or, “This is just temporary.” The mind struggles to accept the new reality.
2. Anger
Once reality sinks in, frustration follows. Questions like “Why did this happen?” or “How could they do this to me?” run through the mind. Some people lash out, while others keep their anger bottled up.
3. Bargaining
People start thinking about what they could have done differently. They might even try to fix things with their ex, hoping to undo the pain.
4. Depression
This is where the tears come in. The loneliness, the memories, and the loss hit the hardest. This is the stage where those tissue boxes get used the most.
5. Acceptance
Finally, time heals. People start to move on, rebuild their lives, and maybe even open their hearts to love again.
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What People Who’ve Never Been in Love Miss Out On
If you’ve never been in love, you might not understand why breakups are so painful—but you also don’t know the beauty of love itself.
- The Joy of Connection – There’s nothing like having someone who understands you on a deep level.
- The Highs and Lows – Love is a rollercoaster, but the highs make it worth it.
- The Strength It Builds – Heartbreak hurts, but it teaches resilience, self-worth, and the ability to love again.
Final Thoughts: Love Is Worth the Pain
For those who have never been in love, it might be hard to understand why breakups hurt so much. But ask anyone who has truly loved and lost—they wouldn’t trade the experience for anything. Because even though love can bring heartbreak, it also brings some of life’s most beautiful moments.
And in the end? Those tissue boxes are just a small price to pay for the incredible experience of love.
My Husband Created a New Schedule for Me to ‘Become a Better Wife’ — I Taught Him a Good Lesson in Response
I was stunned when my husband, Jake, handed me a schedule to help me “become a better wife.” But instead of blowing up, I played along. Little did Jake know, I was about to teach him a lesson that would make him rethink his newfound approach to marriage.
I’ve always prided myself on being the level-headed one in our marriage. Jake, bless his heart, could get swept up in things pretty easily, whether it was a new hobby, or some random YouTube video that promised to change his life in three easy steps.
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But we were solid until Jake met Steve. Steve was the type of guy who thought being loudly opinionated made him right, the type that talks right over you when you try to correct him.
He was also a perpetually single guy (who could have guessed?), who graciously dispensed relationship advice to all his married colleagues, Jake included. Jake should’ve known better, but my darling husband was positively smitten with Steve’s confidence.
I didn’t think much of it until Jake started making some noxious comments.
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“Steve says relationships work best when the wife takes charge of the household,” he’d say. Or “Steve thinks it’s important for women to look good for their husbands, no matter how long they’ve been married.”
I’d roll my eyes and reply with some sarcastic remark, but it was getting under my skin. Jake was changing. He’d arch his eyebrows if I ordered takeout instead of cooking, and sigh when I let the laundry pile up because, God forbid, I had my own full-time job.
And then it happened. One night, he came home with The List.
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He sat me down at the kitchen table, unfolded a piece of paper, and slid it across to me.
“I’ve been thinking,” he started, his voice dripping with a condescending tone I hadn’t heard from him before. “You’re a great wife, Lisa. But there’s room for improvement.”
My eyebrows shot up. “Oh really?”
He nodded, oblivious to the danger zone he was entering. “Yeah. Steve helped me realize that our marriage could be even better if you, you know, stepped up a bit.”
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I stared at the paper in front of me. It was a schedule… and he’d written “Lisa’s Weekly Routine for Becoming a Better Wife” at the top in bold.
This guy had actually sat down and mapped out my entire week based on what Steve — a single guy with zero relationship experience — thought I should do to “improve” myself as a wife.
I was supposed to wake up at 5 a.m. every day to make Jake a gourmet breakfast. Then I’d hit the gym for an hour to “stay in shape.”
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After that? A delightful lineup of chores: cleaning, laundry, ironing. And that was all before I left for work. I was supposed to cook a meal from scratch every evening and make fancy snacks for Jake and his friends when they came over to hang out at our place.
The whole thing was sexist and insulting on so many levels I didn’t even know where to start. I ended up staring at him, wondering if my husband had lost his mind.
“This will be great for you, and us,” he continued, oblivious.
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“Steve says it’s important to maintain structure, and I think you could benefit from —”
“I could benefit from what?” I interrupted, my voice dangerously calm. Jake blinked, caught off guard by the interruption, but he recovered quickly.
“Well, you know, from having some guidance and a schedule.”
I wanted to throw that paper in his face and ask him if he’d developed a death wish. Instead, I did something that surprised even me: I smiled.
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“You’re right, Jake,” I said sweetly. “I’m so lucky that you made me this schedule. I’ll start tomorrow.”
The relief on his face was instant. I almost felt sorry for him as I got up and stuck the list on the fridge. Almost. He had no idea what was coming.
The next day, I couldn’t help but smirk as I studied the ridiculous schedule again. If Jake thought he could hand me a list of “improvements,” then he was about to find out just how much structure our life could really handle.
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I pulled out my laptop, opened up a fresh document, and titled it, “Jake’s Plan for Becoming the Best Husband Ever.” He wanted a perfect wife? Fine. But there was a cost to perfection.
I began by listing all the things he had suggested for me, starting with the gym membership he was so keen on. It was laughable, really.
“$1,200 for a personal trainer.” I typed, barely containing my giggle.
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Next came the food. If Jake wanted to eat like a king, that wasn’t happening on our current grocery budget. Organic, non-GMO, free-range everything? That stuff didn’t come cheap.
“$700 per month for groceries,” I wrote. He’d probably need to chip in for a cooking class too. Those were pricey, but hey, perfection wasn’t free.
I leaned back in my chair, laughing to myself as I imagined Jake’s face when he saw this. But I wasn’t done. Oh no, the pièce de résistance was still to come.
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See, there was no way I could juggle all these expectations while holding down my job. If Jake wanted me to dedicate myself full-time to his absurd routine, then he’d have to compensate for the loss of my income.
I pulled up a calculator, estimating the value of my salary. Then, I added it to the list, complete with a little note: “$75,000 per year to replace Lisa’s salary since she will now be your full-time personal assistant, maid, and chef.”
My stomach hurt from laughing at this point.
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And just for good measure, I threw in a suggestion about him needing to expand the house. After all, if he was going to have his friends over regularly, they’d need a dedicated space that wouldn’t intrude on my newly organized, impossibly structured life.
“$50,000 to build a separate ‘man cave’ so Jake and his friends don’t disrupt Lisa’s schedule.”
By the time I was done, the list was a masterpiece. A financial and logistical nightmare, sure, but a masterpiece nonetheless. It wasn’t just a counterattack — it was a wake-up call.
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I printed it out, set it neatly on the kitchen counter, and waited for Jake to come home. When he finally walked through the door that evening, he was in a good mood.
“Hey, babe,” he called out, dropping his keys on the counter. He spotted the paper almost immediately. “What’s this?”
I kept my face neutral, fighting the urge to laugh as I watched him pick it up. “Oh, it’s just a little list I put together for you,” I said sweetly, “to help you become the best husband ever.”
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Jake chuckled, thinking I was playing along with his little game. But as he scanned the first few lines, the grin started to fade. I could see the wheels turning in his head, the slow realization that this wasn’t the lighthearted joke he thought it was.
“Wait… what is all this?” He squinted at the numbers, his eyes widening as he saw the total costs. “$1,200 for a personal trainer? $700 a month for groceries? What the hell, Lisa?”
I leaned against the kitchen island, crossing my arms.
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“Well, you want me to wake up at 5 a.m., hit the gym, make gourmet breakfasts, clean the house, cook dinner, and host your friends. I figured we should budget for all of that, don’t you think?”
His face turned pale as he flipped through the pages. “$75,000 a year? You’re quitting your job?!”
I shrugged. “How else am I supposed to follow your plan? I can’t work and be the perfect wife, right?”
He stared at the paper, dumbfounded.
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The numbers, the absurdity of his own demands, it all hit him at once. His smugness evaporated, replaced by a dawning realization that he had seriously, seriously messed up.
“I… I didn’t mean…” Jake stammered, looking at me with wide eyes. “Lisa, I didn’t mean for it to be like this. I just thought —”
“You thought what? That I could ‘improve’ myself like some project?” My voice was calm, but the hurt behind it was real. “Jake, marriage isn’t about lists or routines. It’s about respect. And if you ever try to ‘fix’ me like this again, you’ll be paying a hell of a lot more than what’s on that paper.”
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Silence hung in the air, thick and uncomfortable. Jake’s face softened, his shoulders slumping as he let out a deep sigh.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I didn’t realize how ridiculous it was. Steve made it sound sensible, but now I see it’s… it’s toxic. Oh God, I’ve been such a fool.”
I nodded, watching him carefully. “Yes, you have. Honestly, have you looked at Steve’s life? What makes you think he has the life experience to give you advice about marriage? Or anything else?”
The look on his face as my words hit home was priceless.
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“You’re right. And he could never afford to live like this.” He slapped the list with the back of his hand. “He… he has no idea about the costs involved, or how demeaning this is. Oh, Lisa, I got carried away again, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but we’ll recover. Now, let’s tear that paper up and go back to being equals.”
He smiled weakly, the tension breaking just a little. “Yeah… let’s do that.”
We ripped up the list together, and for the first time in weeks, I felt like we were back on the same team.
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Maybe this was what we needed, a reminder that marriage isn’t about one person being “better” than the other. It’s about being better together.
Here’s another story: Nora thought her marriage to Vincent was solid, but a routine kitchen cabinet check while he was away revealed a devastating secret. A seemingly ordinary jar held a truth so shocking that it led her to file for divorce on the spot.
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