Over the past few days, as I was perusing my Facebook newsfeed, I came across several update posts from single girlfriends spread out across the nation that shared a common thread. Different women, same negative sentiment, and cryptic posts declaring an outright boycott on love. Saddened to see these wonderful women throw in the towel and vow to close their hearts.
Repeatedly having their hearts broken, getting worked up over a man, and ending up let down every time. Taking it as far as, giving up on future prospects of dating, retreating from social media outlets, and letting bitterness win the battle. Compelled to reach out to my sweet single sisters, provide encouragement, and impart a word of advice.
It frustrates me to no end when I see women date complete donkeys, tolerate horrible behavior, make endless excuses for douche-baggery, sell themselves short, shed tears, and give up on LOVE. No one should ever give up on happiness, love and themselves. When I heard my girlfriend tell me she wasn't enough for him in order for him to stay, I almost blew a head gasket. No one should ever have to feel this way.
Realizing this was grief speaking, I struggled how to gently give my girlfriend a good shake and wake up call. As Dr. Phil McGraw would say, "What are you thinking?!" I am sure you are thinking that I am being incredibly judgemental and I need to get off my soap box. Balancing a listening ear and biting my tongue can be a challenge for me. While I believe I am supportive, my experiences have molded me into becoming very straight-forward, perhaps brutally honest individual. Sugar coating doesn't help anyone.
Take for example, in the past, if I was dating a not so nice guy, my girlfriends would tip toe around what they really want to say. On the other hand, my best male friend, would give me his shooting straight from the hip opinion. Not what I wanted to hear, but what I needed to hear. Most of the time, what my girlfriends would say, would go in one ear, out the other.
However, the blunt man approach has been most effective with me. I have adopted it myself. I will never forget the day my best friend, Rob, told me what he thought of the man I was seriously dating. "Cis, he did (fill in the blank) and he did (fill in the blank) to you. Not.A.Fan." That was all I needed to hear. Guess which stuck with me?
As I write this, I want to express that I am not pointing fingers or placing blame on past romances that did not thrive. Simply I wanted to share that we ALL experience heartache. Even the one who broke your heart has had his broken at some point too. We are all human. Now it is time to glance in the mirror. Taking a good look at yourself is not always the easiest pill to swallow. However it is a necessary act towards healing and moving forward in life.
As I look back, it is interesting to see how I never imagined to find love again after my divorce. Yet, a year after filing for divorce, I met a man whom, overtime, I fell madly in love with. The depths of my love for this man exceeded anything I had ever felt before. Not even with my former husband during our twenty years together. Still to this day, I have yet to feel a similar connection with another person. Much like my girlfriends, I was so blinded by love and a dopamine overload clouded my rational thinking, I remained in a relationship that was not good for me.
Never settle. Love yourself enough to know when to walk away. It is never too late. You want to be treated right, you must demand and expect it. Men and women (this goes for you too fellas) will treat you the way you ALLOW them to treat you.
Long story short, I spent two years loving an emotionally unavailable man, who was still separated for almost TEN years. It was a stream of excuses of why he remained married on paper, how his ex broke his heart, why he will never remarry, etc. Pouring all my love into him, hoping he would miraculously change, praying his heart would turn, and that we would live happily ever after. Apparently, aliens abducted me and performed a lobotomy, thinking now, "Where was your brain, Cicily?"
When the military moved him to the East Coast, I was devastated, because he moved on. On occasion, I would receive a text every six months, claiming he was thinking of me and missed me. Sometimes throwing in an "I love you". Even visiting each other on the East Coast several times. I allowed him to treat me as an option, not a priority.
Finally, I took a stand. No longer was I was going to allow myself to be strung along and having him rip off the band aid on my heart ever few months. Putting myself first meant I had to make the choice to cut all communication. It was about time, I learned how to love myself. At the end of the day, I don't regret our time together or how it ended. I loved him. I am sure he loved me, as much as he was capable of loving. We shared wonderful memories. Sometimes that is not enough. I am grateful for him because it was a catalyst for profound change in my life.
Over the last two years, I have chosen to not get into another serious relationship, until I figured out the following: what makes me happy, what do I love, what do I love about myself, actualizing those life goals and figuring out exactly what kind of man am I seeking to enhance my life.
Instead of pining for the past over unrequited love, why not take this very moment to express gratitude for the perfect individual God has chosen for you. When someone loves you, I promise you they are going to stick around and fight for you. If not, let them go, they weren't the one. J.D Salinger once said, "There are still a few men who love desperately." I believe this to be true and I am willing to hold out.
Sometimes I smile to myself, knowing despite all the countless heartbreaks, somehow I know someday that it will all turn out. I may have to wait. I will never give up. I know in my heart, wherever he is, whenever it is right, he will come out of nowhere, and into my life. So my sweet ladies. You definitely will have to wait, but please don't ever give up. Somewhere in this great big world, your love is out there looking for you,
Repeatedly having their hearts broken, getting worked up over a man, and ending up let down every time. Taking it as far as, giving up on future prospects of dating, retreating from social media outlets, and letting bitterness win the battle. Compelled to reach out to my sweet single sisters, provide encouragement, and impart a word of advice.
It frustrates me to no end when I see women date complete donkeys, tolerate horrible behavior, make endless excuses for douche-baggery, sell themselves short, shed tears, and give up on LOVE. No one should ever give up on happiness, love and themselves. When I heard my girlfriend tell me she wasn't enough for him in order for him to stay, I almost blew a head gasket. No one should ever have to feel this way.
Realizing this was grief speaking, I struggled how to gently give my girlfriend a good shake and wake up call. As Dr. Phil McGraw would say, "What are you thinking?!" I am sure you are thinking that I am being incredibly judgemental and I need to get off my soap box. Balancing a listening ear and biting my tongue can be a challenge for me. While I believe I am supportive, my experiences have molded me into becoming very straight-forward, perhaps brutally honest individual. Sugar coating doesn't help anyone.
Take for example, in the past, if I was dating a not so nice guy, my girlfriends would tip toe around what they really want to say. On the other hand, my best male friend, would give me his shooting straight from the hip opinion. Not what I wanted to hear, but what I needed to hear. Most of the time, what my girlfriends would say, would go in one ear, out the other.
However, the blunt man approach has been most effective with me. I have adopted it myself. I will never forget the day my best friend, Rob, told me what he thought of the man I was seriously dating. "Cis, he did (fill in the blank) and he did (fill in the blank) to you. Not.A.Fan." That was all I needed to hear. Guess which stuck with me?
As I write this, I want to express that I am not pointing fingers or placing blame on past romances that did not thrive. Simply I wanted to share that we ALL experience heartache. Even the one who broke your heart has had his broken at some point too. We are all human. Now it is time to glance in the mirror. Taking a good look at yourself is not always the easiest pill to swallow. However it is a necessary act towards healing and moving forward in life.
As I look back, it is interesting to see how I never imagined to find love again after my divorce. Yet, a year after filing for divorce, I met a man whom, overtime, I fell madly in love with. The depths of my love for this man exceeded anything I had ever felt before. Not even with my former husband during our twenty years together. Still to this day, I have yet to feel a similar connection with another person. Much like my girlfriends, I was so blinded by love and a dopamine overload clouded my rational thinking, I remained in a relationship that was not good for me.
Never settle. Love yourself enough to know when to walk away. It is never too late. You want to be treated right, you must demand and expect it. Men and women (this goes for you too fellas) will treat you the way you ALLOW them to treat you.
Long story short, I spent two years loving an emotionally unavailable man, who was still separated for almost TEN years. It was a stream of excuses of why he remained married on paper, how his ex broke his heart, why he will never remarry, etc. Pouring all my love into him, hoping he would miraculously change, praying his heart would turn, and that we would live happily ever after. Apparently, aliens abducted me and performed a lobotomy, thinking now, "Where was your brain, Cicily?"
When the military moved him to the East Coast, I was devastated, because he moved on. On occasion, I would receive a text every six months, claiming he was thinking of me and missed me. Sometimes throwing in an "I love you". Even visiting each other on the East Coast several times. I allowed him to treat me as an option, not a priority.
Finally, I took a stand. No longer was I was going to allow myself to be strung along and having him rip off the band aid on my heart ever few months. Putting myself first meant I had to make the choice to cut all communication. It was about time, I learned how to love myself. At the end of the day, I don't regret our time together or how it ended. I loved him. I am sure he loved me, as much as he was capable of loving. We shared wonderful memories. Sometimes that is not enough. I am grateful for him because it was a catalyst for profound change in my life.
Over the last two years, I have chosen to not get into another serious relationship, until I figured out the following: what makes me happy, what do I love, what do I love about myself, actualizing those life goals and figuring out exactly what kind of man am I seeking to enhance my life.
Instead of pining for the past over unrequited love, why not take this very moment to express gratitude for the perfect individual God has chosen for you. When someone loves you, I promise you they are going to stick around and fight for you. If not, let them go, they weren't the one. J.D Salinger once said, "There are still a few men who love desperately." I believe this to be true and I am willing to hold out.
Sometimes I smile to myself, knowing despite all the countless heartbreaks, somehow I know someday that it will all turn out. I may have to wait. I will never give up. I know in my heart, wherever he is, whenever it is right, he will come out of nowhere, and into my life. So my sweet ladies. You definitely will have to wait, but please don't ever give up. Somewhere in this great big world, your love is out there looking for you,
