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Picture this: I’m lying at home, two weeks after a monumental surgery that lasted six and a half hours. My heart and lungs were paused for four of those hours, and a bypass machine became my lifeline. Mr. Ahmed, a cardio-thoracic surgeon, skillfully stitched new veins and arteries into my heart. Physiologically, my heart is in remarkable shape, a fact that bodes well for a full recovery. The only hiccup was my arteries, and it got me wondering – why did they let me down?

You see, I have a full house of risk factors: diabetes, a former smoking habit, and some extra weight to boot. But if you examined my blood chemistry or ECG, they were remarkably clean. So, what’s the missing piece of the puzzle? Well, to find the answer, we have to delve into my past.

As a child, I spent most of my days living in fear of my father. His emotional and physical abuse cast a long shadow over my formative years. Living in a perpetual state of fight-or-flight takes a toll on the body. The veins and arteries constrict, increasing blood flow to the peripheries and elevating blood pressure. Prolonged exposure to this state can lead to damage to the small veins and arteries around the heart. While the evidence might be anecdotal, it starts to paint a clearer picture of the ‘why’ behind my heart issues.

During my weeks in the hospital, the medical experts were baffled. The numbers just didn’t make sense. It was during this time that I stumbled upon a Sky News article about heartbreak. This article delved into the fascinating world of heartbreak, explaining why it physically hurts. It’s not just an emotional experience; it has a tangible impact on the brain and body and a clinical study had discovered.

Researchers have found that the brain processes emotional pain similarly to physical pain. Heartbreak can trigger stress hormones, affect sleep, and even lead to real heartache. The article discusses the role of the anterior cingulate cortex, which plays a part in both emotional and physical pain. Could this be the foundation of the heartbreak syndrome we humans so often speak of?

As I delved deeper into the topic of heartbreak, I started connecting the dots. I became convinced that the death of my mother was the trigger for my coronary symptoms. My mum chose to disconnect from me, a topic I’ll explore in detail because it’s crucial to understanding the abuse I endured as a child. Regardless of the circumstances, her passing would have left a gaping hole in my heart. Considering that I’ve spent most of my adult life nurturing the inner child scarred by a lifetime of trauma, it’s no surprise I ended up here. 

But, do I hate my mum? 

Absolutely not. 

I love her, I forgive her, and I wish her well on her journey. She was as much of a victim in all of this. And not cut out as the maternal type. I don’t wish ill of her. Quite the contrary. She gave me life and for that I am eternally grateful.

Back to my recovery. 

Recently, I ventured out for a walk. My heart rate climbed to 101 beats per minute, and something remarkable happened – no chest pain. Sure, I was sweating like a bank robber, but I felt alive. My future, which once seemed uncertain, is now clear. In some strange way, I’m grateful this happened. The universe pushed me into action, presenting me with situations to confront and resolve. Now, I’ve fixed those issues. I just have to tackle the recovery, which isn’t something I’m particularly good at. Sitting still and doing nothing is something alien to me. But I’m tempered by a strong woman and dogmatic children who won’t let me do a thing. 

I am enjoying my mental thought processes returning to this optimistic thoughts of hopes and dreams. A few weeks ago, this was something I felt was slipping from my fingers.


Life has a peculiar way of leading us down unexpected paths. My journey has taken me from the operating table to the depths of my past, and now, towards a brighter future. I’ve learned that the scars of childhood and the wounds of heartbreak can manifest in unexpected ways, even in the physical health of our hearts. It’s a reminder that our emotional and physical well-being are intimately connected.

As I continue to heal, I invite you to explore the intricacies of the human psyche in your own life and writing. The mind and body are complex landscapes, and understanding them can add depth to your exploration of the human condition.

In closing, I encourage you to take a moment to reflect on your own journey. What lessons have you learned from your past? How have they shaped your present? And most importantly, what dreams are waiting for you in the future? Embrace them, because life’s twists and turns might just lead you to a place of unexpected gratitude and growth.

If my story resonates with you or if you have your own experiences to share, I invite you to join the conversation. Let’s explore the fascinating interplay between our emotional and physical well-being. Share your thoughts, stories, and insights in the comments below, and together, we can continue to unravel the mysteries of the human heart. 

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