I spent nearly a decade in an unfulfilling relationship I knew two weeks in had no real meaningful future. I can give you justifications and excuses for not leaving – my parents died; I got laid off; I enjoyed the financial security of the union. That’s all just weak bullshit though. My therapist likes to say that the universe doesn’t belabor situations, we do. He’s right. Recently, I’ve been kicking it with an extremely attractive man. He possesses exceptional qualities. He showed me upfront that he’s a man of principle. Unfortunately, we are both too damaged to ever make it work. A decade ago, I would have clung to our magic for dear life, hoping to stoke the flames of compatibility and extinguish the discord. Now, I know better. Even though it was hard to let such a pretty thing go, I said goodbye. I should have said goodbye a month ago when I knew for sure that we couldn’t truly partner, so I guess I still have something to learn with regard to belaboring situations. That said, progress is progress, and I am proud that instead of squandering a decade, I cut my losses after two months before deeply entangling my heart. I’m just not going to do it, try so hard to make it work. Rumpelstiltskin was always one of my favorite children’s stories, but I would rather go solo than waste anymore time spinning straw into gold.
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