The drain of an emotional breakup; we've all been there. Most of us have had our hearts broken; even more have felt the pain of a mutual split. Either way this event is no thrill. What started out as a beautiful addiction of clingy attachment has now resulted in the energy draining, gut wrenching, chaotic cycle of negativity and passivity that feels like a rollercoaster ride after eating the entire menu at a buffet. Why do we go through these periods of torment? Why can't we simply move on without the sadness and frump? Does the situation even have anything to do with the individual you have just split from? Or, is this the result of yet another desire for security. Even in our miserable times with the "succubus" we so longed to be free of, there was a sense of security there. It was the "known", a blanket comfort for the mind. And our minds love what it knows. For, the known is easy to control while the unknown is a threat to our "survival". Cleary, this is untrue. However, your mind feels otherwise. How does one transcend this mode of living? We must be willing to dive into those depths to which we cannot see.