Diaries Of A Broken Heart: Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

Some may say I have been around the block, as a matter of fact I have been around a few blocks... NYC, Paris, Amsterdam, Casablanca and London just to name a few. Now that I am single again, I need to re-embrace my "Jade from the block" attitude and get out there. I am not talking about hitting the scene just yet... I am talking about places to go that can help you heal. To feel better, one can turn to food, drugs, booze, shopping, whatever brings you comfort and makes you forget or numb the pain but it is solely temporary and does not heal you at the end of the day. It's like putting a band-aid on a fully open wound. Just does not work as a long term solution. One of the places I am becoming a regular at is my mixed martial art gym, True Warrior Fitness, where not only I am learning to become a warrior (always needed when shopping sales) but I am also getting in shape because a healthy body leads to a healthy mind. Because proper nutrition is also an essential part of taking care of yourself, Hollywood's Farmer Market is becoming my Sunday morning routine. I get my organic veggies, check out the interesting outfits the locals are rocking (can we say walk of shame central), mingle with the local hippie farmers who seem to all be from Oregon and get the occasional celeb sighting (can we say Jake Gyllenhal is a regular...). Lastly, I would say check out your library but mine is the meeting place of all the crazy homeless people in my neighborhood... I do live in Hollywood after all!