Recently
my heart was broken. That is such a lame thing to say. It felt like
I was shredded to pieces actually. I felt like my limbs were torn
mangled and laying every which way. I felt like the flesh of my body
was being ripped apart. I was in pain, I had a hard time not crying
at work.
I
believed all the things this heavenly creature told me and my was she
the picture of perfection in my mind. Here is the sort of
conversation we'd have:
Her:
You are my penguin.
Me:
Hahahah, what the heck does that mean? I love penguins, they fly
through the water, they are playful, they are fun.
Her:
Yes, but they mate forever
She
went on to speak of this and tell a lovely story, to paint an amazing
scene and I smiled and felt loved.
She
called me Clyde and told me she was Bonnie. Hell yeah I thought we
are in this thing together through thick and thin. I can count on
her. She see's the edge to me and she likes it. Really accepts it.
She knows the good, the bad, the embarrassing things about me and she
still see's me for who I am.
She
told me I was so much like her dad and I could see how much she
admired, loved and respected her dad. I thought wow, what a
compliment, surely we will be forever, AMAZING.
I think
I truly loved a woman for the first time. I thought I had before but
this was different. I accepted her, I truly accepted her and her me.
I even
thought, I could love this girl if she gets fat. Hey call me shallow
but I'd have a hard time with that and could never imagine that with
another female. I wonder how many comments this will bring.
When we
first got together she told me she didn't want kids or she said maybe
she did but adopting would be fine. I said maybe my kids will be
enough. I have four. I said I don't want to have kids but if
adoption is fine then we can explore it. She said she didn't see a
need for marriage unless we had kids, I said good, I think marriage
is messed up in our society because the laws make it so that a woman
gets the kids and half the money and no one really cares about the
dad even seeing the kids. We agreed.
Then
one day out of the blue she wanted kids and I wanted to think. Then
we sort of broke up. Then we sort of got together. Then we said
we'd break up when the lease on the house was up and we'd stay
together until later.
I'm
really bad at playing pretend so I told her if we are breaking up I
can't pretend any longer. I'm in constant turmoil. I love you
Bonnie. I have to leave if we are going to break up anyway.
Then I
woke up and said, woman, I love you. I love everything about you. I
can't lose you. I can't lose you for a day. Give me three years and
I'll adopt and I'll marry you.
Then
she said there are other problems. I said okay, lets figure them
out. If two people commit to one another you can figure anything
out.
She
said she needed to find herself. I wanted to blow my brains out.
Really? So this was not about kids, this was not about problems,
this was about something else which I do not know.
I don't
know if she needed to find herself or not.
I do know this, you don't find yourself by letting inertia take you away. You don't find yourself in front of the television. You don't find yourself by constantly being entertained.
You
find yourself by living life. You find yourself by exploring new
things, by doing hard things. You find yourself through action.
Nothing was ever accomplished laying around and feeling sorry for
yourself. I've preached this for years. I recently read a great
book called Choose Yourself and the author said something to the
effect of the most worthless people he'd ever met said they needed to
find themselves. I believe that to be true.
I'm not
knocking my heartbreaker, I love her. Maybe those things are not
what she means by find herself. I think very highly of her and I
hope she is not trapped in some psychological bullshit and she is
living life, real life, not some made up Hollywood reality television
show life.
When I
look around me sometimes it feels like people are trying to be Paris
Hilton or Jersey Shore or the Kardashians. Is that attractive to
people? WTF!?
I pray
for the heartbreaker and maybe she tried to let me down easy. That
sucks, it made it harder if that is true it seemed that she broke up
with me for no reason.
Why
wouldn't she simply tell me the truth? Was I an asshole? Was there
another man? What was it? Maybe she believes what she said.
How
ironic that for the first time in my life I realized what it was to
love someone fully and my heart was broken?
Oh I
love and accept my kids, that is easy for me. Accepting someone else
for all they are has always been a foreign concept.
Why do
I pray for her? I hope she finds her purpose. I don't think we ever
need to leave someone we love to find purpose.
Don't
ever leave someone for that reason, it is stupid.
Life
brings our purpose to us. Life shows us who we are.
I
rather believe that God through life, through living, through
struggle brings our purpose to us. Life is the path, life is the
journey, we don't have to go “Eat, Pray and Love” to find it.
We do
need to eat, we do need to pray and we do need to love while living
to be lead to our purpose. Our purpose becomes clear because our
purpose is what our passion is at the time.
We will
have many passions.
I hope
she lives.
This
really isn't about her, it is about me. I don't know what is in her
heart anymore than you do.
I knew
I needed to mourn and so I did. One night in the middle of the night
I woke up crying and I just allowed myself to feel all the pain that
was inside. I didn't try to ignore it, I didn't try to hide it with
beer, I didn't try to think happy thoughts. I thought of all the
pain. I embraced the pain and let myself hurt.
It was
so painful I cried and cried, my head hurt, my body hurt, my tears
were hot, my eyes stung, my body went limp and I slept. This was the
beginning of the healing.
This
was not the end of the pain by any means, not even close but it was
the start of healing.
I know
who I am and I like who I am.
How
does that happen? I try new things. I don't worry too much about
what others think. I am not self serving, I want to leave a legacy.
I have integrity and I stay true to the values in my heart. My
identity is in Christ but I don't pretend that God made me perfect.
I'm as far from perfect as any man can be. I am a sinner, but I'm
forgiven.
I
started living again. I started picking myself up and acting with
integrity.
Sometimes
life is about simply standing back up after falling down.
I love
Batman Begins because that message was so strong.
I made
even bigger changes in my life because going through that pain gave
me strength. The strength I needed to make changes I didn't even
know needed made until going through that change.
I would
have never chosen to lose the woman I thought was my penguin, but I
did and in the end I came out better for it.
Life is
the journey, embrace it.
Added
August 21st, 2013
I took
this down a few days ago because I thought it made the girl in it
look bad. I don't want to hurt others, but help others in this blog.
I also realized I screwed up in a lot of areas I hadn't realized.
It is
amazing what is revealed when you want to see who you really are. I
messed up in that relationship.
I made
Bonnie feel unaccepted and unloved in some areas of her life
specifically who her friends are and parts of her past. I also
questioned her motivations for things. I don't know if those things
are right or wrong, I do know that making a female feel unaccepted
will shut her down emotionally.
In my
experience once a woman has shut down emotionally you have lost her
forever. I have not seen a return to balance in a relationship after
that occurrence. For my part in this issue, I say I'm sorry Bonnie.
In many ways I made you feel like I left you far before you were done
with me.
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