“Before the 18th century, lovesickness had for thousands of years been accepted a recognised ailment. But for the past 200 years it has been out of favour with medical practitioners as a proper diagnosis…”
Dark ages are over, apparently for teen hearts of all ages, as lovesickness is making a comeback as a diagnosable, treatable disease. All that suffering over S.? I should have sought medical help. That inability to cope when sitting next to R. in the lunch room? Totally clinical. What a relief to know that when I thought I was just going to DIE if I didn’t get to see J. again, I really could have actually dropped dead!
The last time I fell in love, I mean really plunged over the precipice, the object of my affections and I were married. Good thing, too, because “People can die from a broken heart.”
Happy Valentine’s Day.