I was so devastated when my and I separated. I was often angry, hurt, full with rage.
But in the last part of our relationship I was unhappy, he was unhappy too and by leaving, at least, one of us would be happy.
Fast forward 8 months, I’ve grieved, I suppressed some of my feelings, which came out later. But I was so invested, my brain took me longer to rewire back to a single life and not feel pain again.
I still do feel deeply hurt from time to time. But more often than not I feel like forgiving him for giving up on us. It doesn’t mean anger doesn’t visit me often though.
Yesterday was one of the days like that, I was thinking, coping, hurting and I came up with a beautiful idea. - a realization- I used claim I loved my ex, yet I didn’t want him to be happy if he didn’t share that happiness with me.
What kind of love is that?
I now think, while I indeed loved him, maybe I too, made some mistakes. Maybe there’s something promising him some relief and a happiness from our broken relationship, so why should I hate him for living a happy life?
Shouldn’t I be happy for him, if I really loved him?
I imagine, I have this puppy, I love him a lot. He is my 6th family member, 5th one was my ex. My puppy is the 6th living being who came so close to my heart as for me to call my family.
I think if I knew that there would be a more beautiful and a happy place for my puppy to live, where he would be much more relieved, free, happy - and let’s say hypothetically- he wanted to go there-
it would hurt me if he left but wouldn’t I be happy for him to be in a place where he is happier than he was with me?
Where he is with one of his kind.
I think that’s how I should look at my break up,
I loved this person a lot and instead of being angry that he chose himself over us,
maybe I should just let him go and let him be free and happy wherever he is. Once he showed me the biggest love I could dream about.
So, I think just like hypothetically, I wouldn’t be angry at my puppy for chasing his own happiness and forgetting me while doing so, I should probably feel the same about my ex.
So what, if that’s not by my side?
Isn’t that a love?
To love and expect nothing in return?