Oct 10 2008
The Ultimate Monogamous Love Affair
Single….
It’s like a four letter word to some women.
Like a lot of women I personally have a love/hate relationship with the reality of being single. However I can gladly say that over the past few months I’ve been erring more on the love side rather than the hate. I’m coming to realize that it’s so important to love yourself and honestly enjoy spending time with yourself and only yourself.
How can you possibly give 100% of you to a relationship if you’re not 100%?
If you get honest and you don’t love who you are, what you stand for, the direction your life is going in, or the overall pattern of your decision-making….if any of one of those is applicable, how can it possibly be a good time to get into a committed relationship with someone else?
My personal answer to that question posed was that…it’s not.
I’ve been in two relationships this year and muddled both of them up good and well. Now I will point out that either guy was nowhere near what I need or want, and definitely made some *huge* mistakes themselves . However, I’ll own up to the fact that I did have a hand in picking them, and I picked poorly. Both situations literally forced me, like no other situation has, to take a good and hard look at myself in the proverbial mirror, and face the real me staring back.
And I’ve got to tell you, I didn’t exactly love the reflection.
Just to name a few things…I didn’t like the career I was in, the specific job I held, the friends I kept, the state of my health, the opportunities both personally and professionally I passed up- and it was all due to my fear of failure.
I realized that I wasn’t a fan of who I was quickly becoming. I was beginning to resemble, more and more, someone who was living in fear.
FEAR that if I made the decision to start “weeding out” friends that weren’t ever really great friends, and start finding new ones that were, that maybe I might end up alone.
FEAR that if I quit my job (that I was beginning to loathe) that I would never find one that paid as well, had the hours I would need, etc.
I’m not sure if it was pure genius or pure insanity, but after I had an “aha!” moment about all of this afore-mentioned fear and it’s repercussions on my life, I decided to take action.
I quit my job and broke up with my then boyfriend in the same day. I quit my job without having a new one secured and lined up. Okay now on second thought, I realize it must have been sheer insanity, but to get to the point- it lit a fire under my ass.
The bottom line is this: I was completely unsatisfied with the place I was at in my life. Day to day things were becoming a struggle, and I was becoming increasingly miserable with the status quo with each week that passed.
And for the first time in my life, instead of blogging about my misery, or complaining to my mom or something else that would be completely ineffective, I decided to make a change. And sometimes with great risk comes great reward. I scored an AMAZING job with a world class company, and I will say it’s definitely a step up.
I’ve learned a HUGE life lesson this year first hand.
Fear is EVIL. Fear is a LIE.
And it can be the smallest things that make the biggest difference. Think about it- choosing to not go out on that blind date, or not trying the different food on the menu because what if it sucks, etc.
Every small desire you suppress due to fear slowly starts chipping away at you, and before you know it, you live your entire life out of fear, and you miss out on SO MUCH.
I’ve had a wonderful reminder that…you can do anything you set your mind to. You can accomplish any dream you envision. If your mind can conceive it, your body can achieve it. And whether you think you can, or think you cannot, either way you are right. It doesn’t matter what your bank account says, what your skin color is, how tall or short, skinny or fat, blond or brunette, smart or stupid, you are. And if you don’t like something in your life, do something to change it.
You can do anything the guy next to you can do. The question is: will you even try?
The word “single” no longer applies to me, because I have gotten into a new exclusive relationship- with myself. Actually, this is probably weird but….I’m really excited to take a break from dating. I’m excited that I am going to get to know myself a lot better without the distractions of pleasing a guy, getting to know a guy and all of his intricacies, but rather I’m going to really get to know ME, and love ME. And I think it’s the beginning of a beautiful relationship.