This is part 1 of the ‘Lover Girl’ series
No matter how full of joy and love my life is, I still want a romantic relationship.
I’m not miserable without one, but there’s still a space that nothing else quite fills the same way.
I’ve spent a lot of time reflecting on why that is. When I softened my edges to win someone over. When I made myself smaller to keep a relationship. And even when I am happily single.
I think… I finally have the answer.
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As I was recovering from a heartbreak, I confided in my friend Denise how overwhelming it was to think of life as indefinite. You have no idea when it will all end, how many more heartbreaks lie ahead, or if your dreams will ever even come true.
I’m not saying I wish for a terminal illness, but there’s a certain clarity that comes with a definite time frame, like “you have three months to live.” You know exactly how long you need to hold on and can focus on making the most of that time. Perhaps it was because of my background as a consultant. My professional life is structured around campaigns with specific objectives and KPIs to meet in three months, six months, or a year.
Denise said, “So, why not create a campaign for yourself? Give yourself three months to recover and move on.” So, I did.
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A few weeks ago, I had to say goodbye to someone dear to me. This was not a novel concept but still, each time, having to let go when you didn’t want to could turn your mind into a warzone.
Taking accountability to the extreme, I was wildly grasping for faults and reasons, because if I could find them, I could fix them. I was quick to accept every point that he raised, claiming all the blame and inflating them a hundredfold.
The weight of regret was crushing, and this post was originally meant to condemn myself. But in the process of writing, somehow I turned into my own lawyer.
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