This isn't a new topic, just one that I thought would be good for those of us old enough to know better to share why - and maybe to show any of the younger members whose relationships have ended that there is hope for the future.
Long story (and if you really want to hear it, check out my intro story in that section of the forums), I met my SO when I was 18 years old. I fell in love with him immediately, and we started a relationship but it wasn't time for us just yet to be together. After we split up, I dated a lot, and met another guy that I got engaged to. That one failed for many reasons, but the two of us being young and stupid didn't help.
Then I met my son's father. 8 years with him, through hell and high water, and I thought my life was set. We were engaged, we had a little boy, and I truly thought I would spend the rest of my life with him. Then it all came crumbling down. The man I thought I knew didn't exist any longer. He did more hurtful things than I'd ever thought were possible to do to someone you allegedly love. Ever see the move "Revolutionary Road"? We were a lot like that. Passionate in the beginning and hating each other by the end. Even when it was bad, I thought this was my lot in life. He was the one, good times and bad. Unfortunately, mostly bad. When we finally ended things I truly thought I was never, ever going to be happy again. That I was never going to love another person and give my heart to someone to trample on.
My SO and I kept in regular contact throughout the years, with one brief time period in which he was engaged to another woman. When he came to visit me for the first time (first time we had seen each other in 13 years), we realized that there was a reason we kept failing at all other relationships. He was the real "one". The bad baggage was kicked to the curb and I realized that love didn't have to hurt. Yes, being long distance hurts, but there is a comfort knowing that he and I love each other. At one time, trust was something I thought I would never be able to freely give again but he has mine. And I have his.
When you are younger, you have a mentality that this is all there is, and your world view can be small. (Please don't anyone take offense as I say this generally, I realize there are some younger members who have a great sense of maturity around here). You don't always think about the growing that you will do during your twenties, and even your thirties, or beyond. I was lucky to have someone in my life grow with me to the point where we could be together here and now and feel this love. It's not the end of the world if you end things with some one now. Love is possible at any stage in your life.
This may be a throwaway thread but I thought it would be good for some of us to impart some wisdom and share how you knew that this time, this love is different and far better than anything you had ever dreamed before
Long story (and if you really want to hear it, check out my intro story in that section of the forums), I met my SO when I was 18 years old. I fell in love with him immediately, and we started a relationship but it wasn't time for us just yet to be together. After we split up, I dated a lot, and met another guy that I got engaged to. That one failed for many reasons, but the two of us being young and stupid didn't help.
Then I met my son's father. 8 years with him, through hell and high water, and I thought my life was set. We were engaged, we had a little boy, and I truly thought I would spend the rest of my life with him. Then it all came crumbling down. The man I thought I knew didn't exist any longer. He did more hurtful things than I'd ever thought were possible to do to someone you allegedly love. Ever see the move "Revolutionary Road"? We were a lot like that. Passionate in the beginning and hating each other by the end. Even when it was bad, I thought this was my lot in life. He was the one, good times and bad. Unfortunately, mostly bad. When we finally ended things I truly thought I was never, ever going to be happy again. That I was never going to love another person and give my heart to someone to trample on.
My SO and I kept in regular contact throughout the years, with one brief time period in which he was engaged to another woman. When he came to visit me for the first time (first time we had seen each other in 13 years), we realized that there was a reason we kept failing at all other relationships. He was the real "one". The bad baggage was kicked to the curb and I realized that love didn't have to hurt. Yes, being long distance hurts, but there is a comfort knowing that he and I love each other. At one time, trust was something I thought I would never be able to freely give again but he has mine. And I have his.
When you are younger, you have a mentality that this is all there is, and your world view can be small. (Please don't anyone take offense as I say this generally, I realize there are some younger members who have a great sense of maturity around here). You don't always think about the growing that you will do during your twenties, and even your thirties, or beyond. I was lucky to have someone in my life grow with me to the point where we could be together here and now and feel this love. It's not the end of the world if you end things with some one now. Love is possible at any stage in your life.
This may be a throwaway thread but I thought it would be good for some of us to impart some wisdom and share how you knew that this time, this love is different and far better than anything you had ever dreamed before
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