Breaking up is hard to do but often times it is the best thing for us. Still, it isn’t easy. We built routines around our partners. We get use to them. We love them, or convince ourselves that we do. We imagine a future and use words like “we” and “us” and “future” and “forever.”
This is where I was weeks ago. And just like that my relationship of almost a year is now over. A week shy of my one-year anniversary, my boyfriend and I decided to end our long-distance relationship.
He didn’t love me enough.
I didn’t love him enough.
I didn’t stir his heart.
I didn’t feel wanted and desired and adored.
SO, WE BROKE UP.
Instead of trying to make it work, pushing a love that isn’t there and that would never be there, we said goodbye. It was an easy choice.
AND I SAY CHOICE BECAUSE IT IS ALWAYS A CHOICE.
Unlike other breakups I CHOSE to be honest with myself, with him. I CHOSE to do better. I CHOSE not to settle. I CHOSE to clear my path for real love, true love. I CHOSE to be courageous. I CHOSE to be single again so that I am available for a love that stirs me, a love that is enough, a love that is committed, long lasting, and true.
So, here I am: single at 35 and happy. That’s because I am happy with my life, period. Long gone are the days where I convince a man to stay. Goodbye to moments of loneliness and confusion. I know who I am. I know where I stand. I know what I give and what I deserve in return. I am ready, loves. I am ready for the love of my life. I am ready…
To be loved fully
To love fully…
To be desired and committed to…
And that’s why this breakup isn’t so hard.