Showing posts with label exes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exes. Show all posts

Saturday, June 16, 2018

Day 16: Things I've Learned About Love From My Exes

An important part of growing as a person and sussing out the right person or persons for you is looking at your past relationships and seeing what you can learn from them. Not just so you can be a better partner, but so you can recognize when things go wrong and end a relationship with as little pain as possible, and so you can know which types of relationships to avoid entirely.

Here's five things past relationships have taught me, from 5 different exes;

1. Passion is key

I remember reading an article once about how every successful relationship is built upon three pillars; Commitment, Friendship and Passion. Whilst it's a bit of an oversimplification, there's also a lot of compromise involved and knowing when to give space or when to hold tighter along with a myriad of other factors, I can guarantee that without all three of those things, your relationship will inevitably fall apart.

In the past, I've dated people with whom I was friendly with, really great friends with in fact, and to who I was committed to forming a functional and healthy relationships with. But the problem is when there wasn't any passion involved.

Passion is hard to define but to me, it's lust and overwhelming love, those lingering thoughts of growing old and the what ifs of getting married. The fireworks when you kiss. The way the Earth seems to physically stand still when you look into their eyes. Those chemicals swirling in your brain as you connect that make you happy and manic.

Passion is important.

So when it's gone, that's when your relationship becomes somewhat dysfunctional. When you regard your significant other so much more as a friend than a lover, you can start to form cracks. Cracks like wanting isolation. Cracks like feeling suffocated or trapped.

If the passion seems to be dying, and you can't look at your significant other with the same love you used to, that's when it might be time to re-evaluate your relationship.

2. Long Distance is a Killer

I dated someone who lived about an hour and a half's drive away, traffic permitting. While it wasn't as extreme as other long distance relationships, even that drive was enough a barrier to create a divide between us as people over time.

Because here's the thing, you can love someone very dearly, but sometimes that love can be unreasonably inconvenient. Distance means travel expenses and income is limited. The yearning for the physical touch of another can be so overwhelming that it can hurt and that pain can actually drive you crazy.

I'm not saying that long distance relationships are always unfeasible, I have a great friend who every proves that oceans can't keep two determined lovers apart. It's inspiring and wonderful, but here is the catch; Not everyone's lives has room for a committed long distance relationship. A relationship should better your quality of life, not put a burden on it. If your relationship takes so much more than it gives, it's hard not to buckle under that pressure, and yes, long distance couples often break up very vitriolically because of how painful those breaks can be.

Make sure when you engage in a long distance relationship that the both of you have the means to sustain it, both in tangible assets, and emotional strength. If one of you buckles, both of you buckles.

3. Dating your best friend is unbelievably dangerous

And I think you should very carefully consider it. It took me the longest time to get over a break up with someone I was unbelievably close with, and I still have emotional scars to this day. It's like a phantom ache. Because the worst part about breaking up with your best friend?

You could very easily lose your best friend.

And while your first heartbreak is like a knife, the fallout from your first big love is like being ripped in half; you heal.

Losing your best friend is like losing a limb.

Please be careful.

4. Most Break Ups end Bad, but that doesn't mean they have to stay bad

I can't count how many exes I've lost track of because we broke up so painfully that leaving each other alone forever just felt like the right thing to do.

But a handful of times, those relationships grew stronger.

Over Christmas one year I decided to reach out to a girl I'd cared for a lot, but who I didn't part with on the best of terms. Christmas is that kind of time of year and by reaching out, I'd actually helped mend a lot of my own wounds. We managed to have an open conversation about how it went wrong and both admitted to not feeling any animosity towards the other, perhaps even still carrying lingering affection, despite knowing we couldn't work out.

You know what happened then? We became close friends.

Being friends with your ex is a tricky thing but honestly, if you know the two of you aren't meant to be and you still care about each other, still long for those conversations, it's worth remaining friends. Your ex can actually become one of your best friends, as someone who knows you more intimately than anyone else but who cares about your happiness only in a platonic capacity. That's a powerful support network to have in your life and you'd be surprised at how well they can inform you about future or current relationships just by being frank about how the two of you went wrong.

Being friends with your ex can actually make yourself a better partner to a future lover.

Just don't avoid conversations with your significant other in order to have a safer version with an ex. That person isn't dating you any more, and if you have something you need to say, you should say it.

5. You Can Both Love Each Other Very Much... And It Still Won't Work Out

Which was a hard lesson to learn in one of my worst break ups.

Love is... Complicated.

And sometimes you fall head over heels for a person who is entirely wrong for you. She avoids when you confront. He's clingy and you're detached. You can love someone to the moon and back, want the best for them, want to make them so very happy but that sometimes just isn't enough. There's a certain amount of luck involved. If you could fall in love with only the people who maintaining a long, committed and serious relationship was a possibility, we wouldn't be getting it all so very wrong all the goddamn time.

Love is compicated and messy and sometimes it can make the colours of the world brighter only tear that world to shreds. Recovering from something like that can feel impossible.

But you do recover.

And great love comes for us many times, if we're willing to grow, invite it in, and keep the lessons but leave the baggage.

It's just important that during this process, you don't forget to love yourself. Love yourself, and when you love someone else, it'll feel effortless. Love can be effortless. Love can be warm and kind and you will find that person who makes you feel like all that pain and misery was worth living through just to wake up next to their smile, just to lock your fingers between theirs, just to give those early morning kisses and cold winter squishes.

And remember that no matter how much it hurts, it'll be okay some day. Allow yourself to feel and listen to the pain. Don't let bad circumstances define you.

Thursday, December 15, 2016

If You're Worried You Won't Ever Find Great Love, sorry not sorry, You Probably Will

You might be trying to get over someone right now, or maybe you're waiting for the first someone, or maybe you're waiting for the first someone in a while. When I'm in that headspace, I always think of that one Dance Gavin Dance lyric, "I know we test each other to feel the limits, we all need partners for the pain of existence". I've experienced loneliness and great love, and in some ironic joke played on me by the universe, both at the same time. I've experienced the pain of great love fading and eventually disappearing altogether, I've experienced my heart beating through my chest when kissing that special someone, I've felt the pterodactyls in my tummy, I've felt the chills down my spine, the electricity through my veins, the fireworks going off in my mind, the earth stop spinning for a singular moment. I've experienced awful fights where you're not yourself and you say something terrible because you're hurt and you want to hurt them back. I've experienced moments where you look at that person and, poof. It's gone. The fireworks have turned to ashes, the pterodactyls have turned to air, the magic has gone and nothing. There's nothing there anymore. It happens. Life happens. Love happens. Falling out of love happens. You've probably heard yourself say something like, "What if I go through life trying to find the person I love second most?" or "I don't want to end up alone." or "Love sucks, it's just too painful." or "I thought I was over them, but I'm not. Maybe I never will be."

Maybe that's true for you right now. But chances are, it won't always be.

A while back, I had a bunch of those thoughts, and whenever I feel sad about my own lonely existence or I'm sick or just any not happy feeling in general, I go back and watch How I Met Your Mother. This is relevant, I promise. Around about episode six of season one, there's a moment that I guess stays with you the entire show, and long after you've stopped watching.

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(Caption: Robin: "How do you do this Ted? How do sit out here all night, in the cold, and still have faith that your pumpkin's going to show up?"
Ted: "Well, I'm pretty drunk. Look I know the odds are, the love of my life isn't going to magically walk through that door in a pumpkin costume at 2:43 in the morning. But it just seems as nice a spot as any to just ... you know, sit and wait")

And the weird thing is, I think that's all of us. Waiting for that moment of serendipity as you walk into the coffee house and he or she is reading your favourite book and you just know. Waiting for that moment where love creeps up from behind and pistol whips you, takes the self-preservation out of your emotional wallet and you're left bleeding feelings all over the pavement while wondering exactly how you got there.

I think the first thing that you have to be is patient with yourself. I do believe that generally, when you look for something, you'll likely find it. But remember that you're exactly where you're supposed to be, and you have to give yourself permission to be exactly where you are in life. And that you do have a life outside the person you'll end up with one day.

But let's talk statistics. You realize that you're one of seven billion human beings on this earth, right? If we factor for gender, sexuality and age, that usually leaves several millions of other humans just like you that are pretty much all potential partners. If you won't listen to me, at least listen to Tim Minchin. The statistical likelyhood of you ending up alone is actually worse than you finding someone you don't mind making pancakes for in the morning.

The other thing is, do you know how easy it actually is to fall in love? As unfortunate as it is that I'm quoting a 2003 sitcom twice in one article, if you have chemistry, you only need one thing. Timing. And timing's a bitch.


(Source: https://za.pinterest.com/pin/413134965786670188/)

Chemistry happens to be pretty easy actually. In an article about the science of falling in love, without going into too much detail about hormones and actual brain chemistry, the prescribed ingredients for seeing the sun shine out of someone's ass is;

  • Find a complete stranger (I hear this is optional, just someone you're relatively attracted to)
  • Reveal intimate details about your life to each other for about half an hour (don't mention your basement full of dead babies, that's second date material)
  • Stare deeply into each other's eyes for about four minutes (although I hear this doesn't have to be done entirely consecutively)
That's it. The actual process of falling in love is so stupidly simple and automatic that you rarely ever realize it's happening.

Allowing yourself to get out there and open up to another human being? That's fucking scary. It's so terrifying that some people go their entire lives without ever doing it. And some people get hurt or go through some terrible things that prevent them from ever letting themselves be vulnerable enough to fall in love. But that's okay. Because we don't always properly mourn or grieve at the end of a huge relationship. We don't bury the past in that same place as our formative memories where they embarrass us at night while overthinking our lives but don't actively influence our every day decisions. We don't create graves for dead relationships. Often, we keep watering dead plants. Often, we keep trying to reconnect wires that have been cut. Try to repair broken machines. Try to find a dead spark.

If your relationship with someone is a person, a separate entity, and that entity is either changed beyond recognition or has passed on, you have to properly grieve for it, in order to move on with your life. And this is the world's most inexact science. If there was a button after every break up and I could remove all the bitterness, animosity, pain, happy memories, shove it all into a box and set the box on fire and scatter the ashes atop Everest, the label would be worn from overuse. But it's not that simple and if you've found a way to make it that simple honestly, I'd pay for your council. The only thing I can say is, there are a couple of things to try.


  • Try a pallet cleanser. The best way to get a bad taste out of your mouth is to wash it down with something else. It's okay to play the field, try something casual before moving onto something serious.
  • Find something of your ex, and destroy it. It's oddly cathartic, but don't go overboard. The point is to make it blatantly obvious to yourself that the person is out of your life, and that you're closing the door behind them
  • Try writing an angry letter to that person, then tearing it up.
  • Talking with your ex like an actual adult sometimes works. Finding out what worked, what didn't, how the two of you will proceed in the future, talking over issues you had with each other and resolving those issues and solidifying the notion that breaking up is without a doubt the best course of action can help speed up the process
  • And finally putting distance between you and your ex. Simply put, if that person isn't going to be the most important person in your life, they don't need to be the person you spend the most time on. Spending time on self-care and with friends, going out and trying new things and reminding yourself who you are outside of your previous relationship helps to ground you in single life again.

It takes time and effort to move on. But before you know it, you'll wake up and the sun will be bright and air will taste different and you'll have started the first day of the rest of your life.

But after all that, maybe it's not that easy. Maybe you won't meet the love of your life or the next great love tomorrow. Hell, maybe you already have and they slipped through your fingers. Maybe you have several times and it just never seems to work out. Maybe you felt it so deeply that you doubt anyone will ever come close to making the sun shine the way that person did.

But hey, news flash. Great love comes at you repeatedly, in different intervals, until one of those fuckers finally gets you to tie the knot and go have kids.

That's just life.

Seven billion humans, all with roughly a lifespan of 80 years. If you don't find great love with those odds, if you don't find at least one in a million in all of those millions, if something so fucking great and as it turns out, not all that improbable doesn't happen to you repeatedly over the course of your whole goddamn existence, you probably weren't meant to fall in love anyway.

Love happens. It'll happen to you.

And where you are right now is good a place as any to wait for it. Just keep your eyes open and let it happen when it comes. Even a broken clock is right twice a day, so don't worry too much about the timing.

"I know we test each other to feel the limits, we all need partners for the pain of existence."