I’ve been brought up to believe relationships shouldn’t be rushed. You should always take your time..move slowly. Get to know one another properly before launching yourself into serious life changing decisions and events.
I’ve always passed judgement on others doing things quickly in relationships; moving in, getting pregnant, getting engaged and married after what seems like two minutes. “It’ll never work”has always been my mantra with these situations.
Everything needs at least a year. I know some situations can’t be helped, but it’s always best to wait – isn’t it?
Isn’t it funny when someone breaks your heart. Not literally funny, but how that moment of heart break seemingly changes everything.
The deep despair you feel.
The rawness of emotions running through your veins and cascading through your body, with every pump of your heart.
The loneliness you feel and how you’re certain nobody will ever understand what you’re going through.
And the feeling that that’s it…you will never recover from your heart-ache. You will never meet someone that makes you feel that deeply again, or allow yourself to ever open your heart, body and soul to another person if you do.
Everything seems so final. All your hopes, dreams and wishes dashed away. You’re left with only memories torn apart by grief and plans for a future you can only ever recall but never fulfil.
That person was your one and only, the one, your soulmate. Everything you became and were has now gone, with them, dropped like the last petal of a dry wilting rose.
In your wildest imagination, you simply can’t fathom the idea that you’ll ever recover…