I had an unusual weekend. I managed to catch up with a French friend of mine. What should have been a happy reunion turned out to be something different, because she was going through a bad heartbreak (don’t get me wrong, there is no good heartbreak, but you get the gist of it). She needed a shoulder to cry on, and I think that she also needed some alone time. After all, that’s what friends are for. I cleared the day, and stocked up on essentials like:
– white wine (muscato is my personal favourite)
– tea (I am British after all)
– tissues (lots of them)
Right, it was now time for a customised musical prescription. Here is what I chose for her.
Phase 1: A time to cry
It is OK to be sad. It is OK to cry. We have all been there, right? And to capture what it feels like to be on your own again, well, nothing compares to Sinead…Because Nothing Compares To You…
After all, Grand Corps Malade sums it up perfectly well in his song ‘Les Voyages En Train’ (The train journeys). He compares loves stories with train rides: there is a start, and a terminus. Some get off at the next station, others stay until the end of the line. And he concludes that:
” For one thing is certain, there will always be a last stop,
Now you’ve been warned, next time you’ll take the bus.”
Now prepare the tissues, it is time to get all the tears you have out your system. Listen to Jacques Brel, ‘Ne Me Quitte Pas’ (Don’t leave me). Because it doesn’t get any sadder than this:
“Let me become
The shadow of your shadow
The shadow of your hand
The shadow of your dog”
Right, back to the world of the living. Because of course it feels like you are going to lose your mind. Except that you are not. I promise. Listen to The Wanted.
Phase 2: Celebrate what you are..
Obviously you have had some chocolate. Take some more. We know need to celebrate what you are. Because maybe you don’t see it, but you are fabulous. Of course you are.
And to do this, nobody captures better what it feels to be a woman than Michel Sardou. Here is the 2010 version of ‘Etre Une Femme’ (Being A Woman).
And we both know that being a woman is not always plain sailing…Hellen Reddy says it all. Because I am woman.
Now, time to lighten up a bit. Because after all, girls jus want to have fun…
We need a break now. Maybe a walk will do us some good.
Phase 3: Time to fight back and move on…
Because yes of course, you might have to spend some time on your own. But maybe this is a golden opportunity to do what you have always wanted to do. As Garou says, maybe it is time to fulfill your dreams…(J’irai au bout de mes reves)
And of course you will survive. Don’t take my word for it…
Finally, there is nothing, in my view, that can’t be cured with a little bit of ACDC. Because It’s A Long Way To The Top If You Wanna Rock’N’Roll.
We finished the day with a couple of feel-good movies. We watched The Intouchables, and When Harry Met Sally. You seemed tired, but quieter. Keep me posted. I look forward to seeing you happy again. With or with our a partner. Next time, we will dance the night away with happy songs. Deal?
What about you, how do you cure a heartbreak?