You can’t help but smile at the memories you made in those four years. Four years that felt more like 10 years. Crazy how four years now feels like four months.
What if a sense of compatibility, and ease, and kindness, and passion can misguide your judgment into assuming this love would be lasting. What if sometimes that’s why we fight so hard for the relationships we secretly know are already too broken.
A man will lose interest in a woman who’s waiting around. Some would say it’s about that game of pursuit that men seem to like so much. However, I think it’s more fundamental than that. Waiting around is boring and it makes for a boring woman. A woman that puts her life on hold for a man stops being as attractive because her light dims. It doesn’t matter if she’s dating him for a few weeks or if she’s been married for a decade.
What if these men were quite literally mentally ill and we’re blaming them for a mental disorder without even the consideration of treatment??
You’d do it for free. I know that this isn’t practical, but let’s say that you don’t have to work for money anymore. Would you still do your job for free?
Don’t be too hard on yourself if you feel like you gave your all and nothing happened. It’s okay.
Focusing on him doesn’t put good energy towards him, towards the us. You get bogged down in objectifying him which boomerangs back.
I want to tell him everything. That my heart feels like it was smashed in the concrete and stomped on and over and over. I want to tell him that I thought he was different. That I thought he’d be the one to change everything.
To you who feels like giving up and is thinking about quitting: don’t. Just hold on. Hang in there. God is not through with you yet.
Burn all your bridges. Why? Because you know better than everyone.