I have been sucked into the black of hole of texting with a potential date for the last time. Online dating would surely send me to a therapist's office before it actually produced the result I was hoping for. If I ever met this guy in person, I’d surely ask him for a thumb massage.
Like many, I signed up for the quest of love and a (very) serious long-term relationship only to find myself continually fatigued from texting. DELETE.
My relationships have made me realize, I am not as strong as I think I am. Through the immense joys and upheavals that is inevitably part of loving someone besides yourself, I have come to realize---I am tender hearted...and I hate it.
“Be kind to your heart,” she said to me several times, as an equal, a mentor and woman who was once broken-hearted too. Until that moment, I thought I had been.
We tell ourselves that it’s tough being the victim.
We are in a long term relationship where we are always made to feel wrong. We make emotional sacrifices for our partner we know we shouldn't do but, we can't help ourselves. Or, we experience the pain of another long term relationship ending, when we lose all hope for the future we had imagined together, we’re bawling our eyes out again...trying to understand what happened.