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It’s when you catch the scent of their fragrance and stop dead in your tracks because hundreds of places and images and songs and jokes and dreams you associate with that smell force their way into your head.
It takes place as all of the worrying and conversations about the future and what comes next slowly fade from sustenance. As hopes for that small apartment you wanted to share recede.
It occurs once you realize that you’ve forgotten how to live life without that person somehow involved. When you make choices simple for the sake of moving forward. When your internal compass melts down.
The end of a relationship is not sudden. It’s not something you can shrug off, disregard. That lump in your throat and unbearable nausea won’t be going away anytime soon.
Saying I don’t want to do this anymore is still only saying it. While these words get the ball rolling, the end of a relationship is not discernible until the change in thinking manifests in practice. It’s that first time you reach for the others' hand and it pulls away. Or worse – it isn’t there anymore. It’s when you wake up reaching for them, helplessly grappling for lost comfort.
It’s when you are out to lunch and they open their mouth to speak; to say, I still love you, only to stop short, leaving the words to atrophy behind the owner’s welling eyes.
The end of a relationship becomes clear when that spot on her neck you’ve kissed how-many-thousand-times disappears, revoked from privileged existence and locked away as treasure you took for granted, now left for someone else to discover and value more than you did.
Sit down.
Take deep breaths.
It will all be okay. You made the braver choice. And yea – it’s entirely your fault.
We all experience this. We’ve all cried hard enough to create a small ocean at some point or another in our lives. I ask that we consider this as we move towards yet another pure, sweet holiday coated in a bitter consumerist shell; we all share in the pain, so let’s go out of our way to spread the love a little more. Listen a little more intently. Give someone a big smile. A hug. Take the time to meditate on the ones that have impacted you.
There is more hunger in the world for love and appreciation in
this world than for bread.
-Mother Teresa
joe mahon
It takes place as all of the worrying and conversations about the future and what comes next slowly fade from sustenance. As hopes for that small apartment you wanted to share recede.
It occurs once you realize that you’ve forgotten how to live life without that person somehow involved. When you make choices simple for the sake of moving forward. When your internal compass melts down.
The end of a relationship is not sudden. It’s not something you can shrug off, disregard. That lump in your throat and unbearable nausea won’t be going away anytime soon.
Saying I don’t want to do this anymore is still only saying it. While these words get the ball rolling, the end of a relationship is not discernible until the change in thinking manifests in practice. It’s that first time you reach for the others' hand and it pulls away. Or worse – it isn’t there anymore. It’s when you wake up reaching for them, helplessly grappling for lost comfort.
It’s when you are out to lunch and they open their mouth to speak; to say, I still love you, only to stop short, leaving the words to atrophy behind the owner’s welling eyes.
The end of a relationship becomes clear when that spot on her neck you’ve kissed how-many-thousand-times disappears, revoked from privileged existence and locked away as treasure you took for granted, now left for someone else to discover and value more than you did.
Sit down.
Take deep breaths.
It will all be okay. You made the braver choice. And yea – it’s entirely your fault.
We all experience this. We’ve all cried hard enough to create a small ocean at some point or another in our lives. I ask that we consider this as we move towards yet another pure, sweet holiday coated in a bitter consumerist shell; we all share in the pain, so let’s go out of our way to spread the love a little more. Listen a little more intently. Give someone a big smile. A hug. Take the time to meditate on the ones that have impacted you.
There is more hunger in the world for love and appreciation in
this world than for bread.
-Mother Teresa
joe mahon
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