I am coming off what I now call a Covid affair . My friend of 10 plus years and I were secluded together and things became more serious and what I was assured wasn’t gonna happen by him did . I fell for my friend and it ruined our relationship! I now am without a friend and lover . Finding myself was a challenge and I strive each day to find another piece of me to make me whole again. I just want friends to understand never to take it to that level unless you are sure because once sex is involved nothing will be the same !!
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No love is the same!
I often ask myself does true love even exist ! We live in a society where we have a image of this true love and what it should look like , but is that even love! Who said your love had to be their love or my love had to be your love. Every love story should be different. Love can start the same but different people cause different endings. Sometimes comparing your love to someone else’s love and thinking that’s what love is because they are happy can ruin something great for you, and that’s what happened to me . I had a great love but because he didn’t meet social media standards or offered what others thought he should offer I often felt he wasn’t good enough for me despite how I truly felt. This person really did love me but eventually he became exhausted with trying to measure up to what he thought were my standards but instead they were standards I gained from a social media standpoint. I lost what took me a lifetime to find because I didn’t know how to be proud of what I had when others were given so much more. I allowed other’s thoughts and perceptions to determine what was good for me. Him walking away caused me to slip in depression because I didn’t lose this man due to infidelity , his faults, or even my own but because of other people’s opinions and thoughts on what love really was . This made me question everything I had seen or any article ever written about love. With no where else to turn I decided to seek advice for my heartbreak and depression from social media since it helped sabotage what I had already found. To my surprise there was nothing, where were all the people that had so much to say and show about love do’s and don’t’s, didn’t they have advice for people that were seeking love or had lost love. I found that social media was great when it came to happy and perfect but where did that leave us , that were sad and didn’t have it all together. I just wish social media could be used for more than falsifying ones lifestyle. Instead I wish it was more of a place of honesty. After hours of searching for articles to get me through my heartbreak and depression I found nothing. This made me want to blog about my personal story and experience from wanting what others had and what social media lead me to believe was love just to show someone else that your love story may not be filled with ravishing gifts or lots of money but it’s your story and that’s ok . We have to take control of our own lives and stop seeking thoughts of others because even if we are headed to the same place our journey will not be the same. I lost so much trying to be a image of what others wanted and if there’s anything that I gained from this entire situation is how to find myself and distinguish my wants and needs for self and no one else, and I hope my story can inspire someone else to share their story even if it isn’t so perfect. I don’t have anything against perfect I just realize perfect isn’t the only option we have and I’m not perfect and neither was the man I lost but we were ok for each other and he was perfect for me ! That’s all that matters when you love someone because no one has the pleasure of knowing what’s meant for you or your heart but you .
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I’ve had a rough year coming off of what I thought was a mutual feeling from someone else trying to find me again. Finding this site to just express myself was exactly what I need and would love advice from others !