At the beginning of a new love relationship, we may find ourselves in a beautiful fantasyland. Finally, the struggle to find peace and happiness is over…
‘I am saved. I am safe. I am lovable. I am desirable. I am acceptable. I belong. I am overflowing with love to give and joy to share. I am so incredibly alive. We are a perfect match.’
And then reality sets in…
‘He leaves his wet towel on the bed.’
‘She is constantly texting.’
‘He is always late.’
‘She is always working.’
‘He drinks too much.’
You may wonder, ‘Who is this person I thought I knew?’ ‘She’s changed.’ ‘He’s different.’
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Wow, this truly is a fantastic post, Danielle. It really echoes some things I was thinking about just last night, and ‘m so glad I ran into it!
My heart grieves after 31 years of abuse. Valentine’s Day is simply a reminder of…alone.
“We need to let our hearts grieve for the loss of the fantasy of romantic love, and then show up as fully as we can within the evolving experience of our real relationship.”
What an insanely beautiful line. That’s something I’ll be meditating on for awhile. Thank you for a very realistic post, and reminding us that although the fantasy might not be real it’s still sometimes very worth it