Greetings, wonderful people!
Yes, it’s been a while. I’ve been going to a lot of interviews lately, not to mention being up to my eyeballs in book reviews for ArtsEast and SFBR… But I could never forget you guys.
Today, I wanted to share a response to this article I found online. I was in a similar place, until quite recently, so I felt obligated to thank the writer for his work.
This article sums up exactly what I went through. To anyone who is still alone or afraid, I send you my biggest hugs: it may not seem like it now, but the pain will end.
Once upon a time, I was young and vulnerable and stupid; I loved someone who shattered me into more pieces than I could even dream of ever putting back together, and it damn near ended me. It seemed that the pain would never stop, and I figured that I would just have to settle for someone ‘good enough’.
I was never the same afterward; for the next 10 years, I became Queen Elsa instead~ “conceal it, don’t feel it” was my new mantra; I learned to shut my emotions off, because pretending that I didn’t care was easier than putting myself in a position to get hurt again.
Rather than getting over it, I simply transitioned from despair to indifference: I went completely numb. When a 7-year relationship ended, I felt nothing. The next guy I dated after that was my best friend, and I did it because he was someone I trusted; he was safe. But, when I started to develop feelings for him, I immediately bolted and broke up with him out of fear; I was afraid that, if he knew how I really felt, he would leave. I justified it by convincing myself that I was looking out for #1 (me), but the reality is that a relationship based on lies will not work. That was when I realized that, if I wanted to find that magical feeling again, I had to be receptive to it and stop closing myself off to people.
Around that time, a friend suggested that I try online dating. Being the cynic that I was, I told him that he was an idiot, but I made a profile anyway. Some days later, I received a message from this guy who was totally on my level and, after a month of talking on the site, we agreed to meet in-person. We were out for more than 12 hours and, after he had dropped me off at my apartment, I deleted that profile: my search was over.
Trust is earned. It takes years to build, only seconds to break. But it no longer feels like my heart is missing a piece. The walls I’ve built over the years are slowly beginning to crumble, and I’ve finally found someone who’s willing to help me tear them down.
It’s not easy, but I will get there someday.
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If any of you are going through this, it will get better: you have my word (and a big Internet hug).
Until next time!