❝I remember the ache. The fucking ache. I understood in those times why the ancients talked about the bowels being the throne of your emotions, not the heart as we do in modern times. Because that’s where I felt it. All the time. Like the worst hunger pang you’ve ever had, multiplied a dozen times, with an appetite that no food; alcohol, sex, hobbies; could fill. You would carry that pain around in you like a coal in your belly, burning, always burning. And just when it seemed ready to die down, to dissipate, there your mind would be, ready to stoke the flickering smoky mess back into a roaring flame. The mind and its endless, ceaseless rumination, the thoughts that came sudden and unbidden, so sharp and poisonous; the Scumbag Brain meme brought to terrible life.❞ Did you ever get over your first love?