I watched a movie Sunday that said pretty much the same thing. It was called “He’s just not that into you.”
In the past I always felt that if I loved someone deeply, with every fiber of my being, they would automatically love me back. Why wouldn’t they?
Why couldn’t I love enough for both of us until everything was right in the universe?
But, one thing I’ve learned in the past 15 months alone is what I was doing before wasn’t love, it was settling.
I was settling for bits and pieces and maybes and one days because it’s easier to settle and convince yourself that a person who is wrong for you is “your person”, than it is to be alone with your own thoughts and flaws.
It’s so much easier to settle than it is to let go.
I think the nicest thing my ex ever did for me was leave.
I just wish I had realized it earlier so I wouldn’t have wasted so much time. Oh, but the lessons I’ve learned….that “wasted” time was worth it. I let go, I found freedom, and I found me.
Settling is not, nor will it ever again be, an option. So, hats off to my ex for walking out. If he hadn’t, I’d still be flitting about my cage, deliberately oblivious to his true nature and the life I could’ve had without him.