It's hard understanding how a relationship can end after spending so much time getting to know someone, planning out your life with them, sharing intimate secrets with them, involving them into your person space. When loving someone, unconditionally, it truly is a real life sacrifice. But, it's a repeated sacrifice. You've started over time and time again, each time, giving something more of yourself, only to come crashing face to face with the end.
When do you realize that you start rationalizing what went wrong? When do you start asking yourself what YOU could have done better, or, how much different you could have looked? When do you realize that, once again, you are headed into a place of healing?
No matter what led to the end of the situation, it's ended, right? And, despite the confrontations, the disagreements, the coldness, the emptiness, the bad, the good, and the GREAT, what's one thing all of your prior relationships can say about you, and agree on?
For me, as I have physically and personally heard it said to me...."You were the one that got away" or "...I let go." As good as that SHOULD feel, being told that...I still cannot understand how so many different situations, and difference personalities, could say this..and I still be single. It just makes me wonder, like, if I was that person for you, and you realize that now.....WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO FIGURE THAT OUT?
In My head though, I'm always thinking, "I could have told you that, duh!"
From the relationships I have had in the past, I've gathered that I am one 'helluva woman.' I am the "total package" knowing how to cook, clean, work, provide. As I am a new mother, I haven't and probably won't get the praise right now, but I'm learning as I go with that.
Like, as a woman, I taught myself how to be a provider. I taught myself(through trial ,error, and experience) how to pleasure, and satisfy my significant other (that gratification is not just sexually either. I value intimacy on a much deeper level that just how someone can make my body feel). Each experience taught me what to do and not to do, say, act...etc. I love, limitlessly. Which is very unfortunate.
If my love was as amazing, and that cherished, then why wasn't it worth KEEPING?