Most of us have been in a relationship, and acted a complete fool only for the one we love and/or care for to gather their last bit of dignity and make what feels like a hasty retreat. Never mind that their departure was more than likely a long time coming.
We pushed their their patience beyond their limit and tap danced on their last nerve. Still we always seem so crushed when we are left alone to ponder our folly.
Lets flip the coin shall we? Have you ever been the one who had your fair share of drama and decided to give your significant other the pink slip?
This was something I had to do some months ago. I fount myself in what would best be described as a torrid love affair and as we drew closer to it's conclusion I literally couldn't wait to be done with the whole thing. As soon as I saw my chance I packed my lessons from the failed coupling and ran for my life. Looking back, it may have mean more a trot. I was pretty beat down from the relationship. It drained me of almost everything I had and I was lucky to even have legs to stand on afterward!
After using the cold turkey method (my favorite way to get over someone) to my surprise and dismay,... I was contacted...REPEATEDLY.
Let's be honest, there is a certain part of you that enjoys their suffering, their groveling and sadness over your absence in their life. My inner sadist smirked at the pain that ironically I was now causing but once experienced daily.
I'm not a true sadist however, so my smug response quickly wore off and evened into annoyance. I had no idea why I was still being contacted when I clearly did not want to speak. Eventually,...hopefully after 3 months of attempts to reconcile with me,each attempt was unable to penetrate my armor of adamance and was only met with rejection.
This led to frustration and anger, and possibly pain however, it's no longer my battle. I fought long enough.
What really struck me is the dedication to make a relationship work after all of my interest and efforts were extracted. To make it plain, I wasn't even an option.
I find it pointless to pursue someone after they no longer want to be involved with you. Love doesn't fail, but it's probable that you did.
Before you strap on your knee pads andget to begging, reconsider your actions. Perhaps there is nothing you can do.
Once the relationship has run it's course and your partner is truly spent... There is t anything left to attain. Save your energy for someone new.
I was lying in bed when I heard the familiar chime of an incoming text. Opening one eye, I opened the message to see two letters: GM. Still, in the stupor that slumber often puts you in, I scanned my brain to register the meaning...ah yes...Good Morning. I clumsily keyed in "Hey" and hit the send button. I kept my face deep in my pillow listening for another chime. Nothing. I switched my phone into silent mode and caught another hour of sleep before waking up again. This is a typical day in the life of a serial texter. I text a lot. I text because it's free (on my cell plan). I text because it's convenient. I text because it's a great way to have a conversation without actually having a conversation. But what happens when you actually WANT to speak to the other person with whom you are texting? How do you break the pattern? After months of texting, a phone call may prove to be awkward and break the momentum you built through texting! This has happened
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