It seems I was wrong about V being my ‘big’. Things ended for good last night. He wasn’t ready for a relationship, and
that’s ok. I asked him to really think
about what he wanted from this relationship, and if he knew it wasn’t what I
wanted then to end it now, because otherwise I would just end up hurt. The following day he told me that it was over
because he knew I would get hurt in the end. This could be the truth, or it could be a lie. But either way, it is over, and that won’t
change.
I cried a lot yesterday, which isn’t like me. I built a wall over the years, and it has
been a very long time since I have cried over a man. Even with my previous relationship with L, we
dated for over a month, and the night I ended it I didn't shed a tear. I knew that it was for the best when V ended
it; I knew that it was something I should have done anyway. But it still hurt. A lot.
Through all the tears, I felt a little stupid. I felt embarrassed that I had let him in;
that I had allowed myself to feel something so soon, for someone that I knew
wasn’t ready for a relationship.
But I don’t feel stupid anymore. So, I let myself feel something for him… it
might not have been real for him, but it was real for me. It is a good thing that I still have the
ability to feel and care, inside me. I
haven’t lost it, even after all of my years of wall building and mending the
hurt from my previous relationship. I
still have the ability to feel and love, and that is a beautiful thing. V may not have been the right person to feel
something for, but I won’t regret our relationship, I won’t regret meeting
him. Why would I regret something that
gave me happiness and taught me to feel again?
It ended, it hurt, I cried… I survived. Crying does not make me weak. If anything I feel stronger, because I got
hurt, but it didn’t break me. I was
afraid to let myself feel, because I knew that with feelings came hurt. But I’ve learned that I am stronger now than
I once was. Yes I may hurt, but I will
survive it, learn from it and grow because of it. I cried yesterday, and I will cry again, but
I won’t cry again for him. I read a
quote a while ago that I feel suits this situation well,
“Cry as much as you want to, but just make sure when you’re finished, you never
cry for the same reason again.”
I felt a connection with V that I haven’t felt in a long
time. I know I will feel that connection
again. I know I will find someone that I
connect emotionally and physically with, and we will have a passionate, exciting
and loving relationship. I deserve the
very best, because I give the very best when I am in a relationship. I am kind, caring and supportive. I have a lot to offer, so I won’t
settle.
If I wanted to have a relationship with V I could, but it
would be a physical relationship, because that is all he is looking for right
now. But I refuse to settle. I want what I want, and I won’t settle for
less. In my opinion, that makes me a
pretty strong person. Granted, one that
gets vulnerable, feels pain and gets hurt… but if I didn’t, there would be no
risk. And tell me, where is the courage
in that? What part of being afraid of
getting hurt shows strength?
I wish V all the best in life in all he does; he is
ambitious and is going to be very successful.
Do I wish things had gone differently?
Of course I do. I do believe V
and I had a connection, I felt something that is rare for me. He might not have felt it, but I know that
connection was there. Perhaps if we had
met later in life, he would have been in a different place, and our story would
have gone very differently. But we didn’t,
and our story ends here. I have never
been a believer in the concept of “soul mates” although that doesn’t mean I don’t
believe in connections and love. I know
I will meet someone that I share that same chemistry with, we will connect
physically and emotionally and we will have a passionate love. I will find this, and things will work out
for me because that is exactly the future that I deserve. And I won’t settle for less. That’s real strength.