I think that we’ve all (well, most of us at least) had a relationship that we just knew would last forever. Even though all you did was fight and argue you “llllluuuubbbbbeeeddd” him, so you kept making it work, even though things were miserable for all parties involved. When it finally ended (IF it’s ended. Girl leave that mess alone!) you felt like your world was destroyed, you’ll never be happy again, so on, so forth. You get it.
But then….something happens. You meet someone new. And you realize that all the craziness you went through before was getting you prepared, so that you wouldnt mess this one up. You finally see that screaming gets you no where, so you speak with a quiet voice. Anger begets anger, so you keep your temper in check. You finally see what a healthy relationship looks like, and it’s good. Oh, it’s so, so very good. And you know what to do now, because you could have hosted a seminar called “How NOT to be happy and secure in your relationship” with the person you were with before.
Or is it just me? Am I alone in this, lol? You get with someone that brings out every particle of crazy you have in you, but just won’t leave it alone, until you don’t have a choice? Eh. As disfunctional as it was, I can actually look back on that relationship with a sense of accomplishment, because if it weren’t for that insanity, I would not have been nearly as prepared for my husband. I learned so much about the wrong way to be in a relationship, which has, in turn, helped me tremendously in my marriage. Plus, I’ll be able to pass the wisdom I gained down to Izzy when the time is right.
If you had asked me then, I would have said that the day he dumped me was the worst day of my life. Now? Im thankful. When I think about the constant drama that would have consumed my life if HE had become my husband? Oh my. I’ll taked being dumped again any day!