Losing yourself; finding yourself
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After finally getting out of a particularly destructive relationship, moving back home to Boston, taking a few days to just breathe, and doing a lot of journaling, I still don't understand how its so easy to loose yourself in another person. Or how perspectives become so warped when you become emotionally involved with another person. Granted this is one of the first serious relationships Ive had, I never had a father figure to form a good relationship model from, and this was a particularly "unhealthy" relationship. Still, I am wondering how someone who has always been so determined, motivated, and, I guess, smart, had such a hard time keeping those qualities alive when involved in a romantic relationship.
I think maybe more so I, or the Libra in me, is wondering how the balance can be so unbalanced. How one person can pick up a dominator role and the other fall into the submissive role - even without noticing. I could never act aggressively or controlling towards another person, especially a person I "love." I use that word very loosely right now as love in the romantic sense...not really doing it for me. However, in that sentence, I find I am reminded that Love in the broader sense is the soul fulfilling, fingertip-tingling, essence of life that no one can take away from you. The real shit- the good stuff :)
I'm aware that I'm working through this school we call life, and I'm grateful for the lessons I've learned, and continue to learn everyday. In particular, right now, I'm grateful for the ex-boyfriend who has taught me so much. I'm also exceptionally grateful to be safe at home, In a place I love, with a new day on the horizon.
I'm a huge writer in the private journal sense, however I've never written a blog. With the "communication issues" I have sometimes...this could be a good thing. Lovely Life. Love Life.
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I can relate
I had a great father figure growing up, but I still struggle with a deep sense of relationships being sooo tricky.
I'm currently sustaining a relationship of almost 5 months, which is kind of miraculous for me.
I know that for all the "failed" relationships out there, some are sucessful. And I'm like, what's the one thing that those people figured out that I haven't yet - I want to *get it*, so I can just coast from here. (maybe an unrealistic idea) I know it takes 2, but I at least want to feel like I'm doing my full part!
Another question that's begged in this day & age is - what does "success" in a relationship even look like or mean? Does it mean a confident, strong, open relationship? Does it mean a confident, strong, relaxed monogamous relationship where flirting is okay & crushes are acknowledged, but we know sex with someone else is crossing the line? Does it mean staying together til-death-do-us-part, does it mean being happy, does it mean knowing when to end it?
My guess is that it's up to each couple to define success for themselves, & that what a relationship "is" can evolve & go through phases over time.
Namaste all.
- Melanie D.
Time heals all wounds, and
Time heals all wounds, and I'm a firm believer in that cliche. I too have been in a relationship which started so magically and ended in unintentional psychological abuse by my partner, it turns out we just weren't meant to be with each other, even though we love each other. But lessons were learned and I am a richer man for the experience, plus, love never really ends. IT JUST EVOLVES, now I love her from a distance, but still strongly...
"Soon we'll find out who is the real revolutionaries." -- Robert Nesta Marley
sounds alright
u seem to have a fine outlook on your future, a lot of people have a harder time dealing with the end of a relationship. ive been out of mine for over 6 months and i still miss this person very much.
u dont seem to have communication issues, fine blog
stay happy
synchrony
I just this morning at like six a.m. came to realize how transformed I was by a strange and powerful relationship that never reached critical mass. I became embittered and hurtful and until twelve hours or so ago dallied with thoughts of revenge fucking and douchebaggery that I recoiled from and felt ashamed by when I came to my senses. I wrote her a letter yesterday, calmly, sans vitriol, more as psychotherapy for myself, and without much expectation of reciprocal correspondence. She wrote me back within six hours and I began to unravel and realize how far from my ideal of me I'd travelled. I was lucky enough to see her very shortly after reading her response (which was so thoughtful and sincere and just *made* for the me of that time and place), at a hipster venue here, and I swore my allegiance to her. This is a creature that not 48 hrs ago I called invidious names behind her back and toward whom I felt genuine revulsion. Being temporal is tricky.
Blessings and thanks,
Jacob

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