If there is one thing heartbreak has taught me is that sometimes we still pine, yearn, and hold out hope and boy do we look like fools doing so.
Maybe if I wear this certain outfit where I look real good then it’ll make them realize what they’ve missed: nope. Maybe if I act aloof and distant it’ll make them want me more: nope. Maybe if I get a little flirty and suggestive it’ll open up the door: nope.
All the tactics and schemes do nothing, and even if they did I have to ask myself, “Is that how I want my dynamic with someone to be? To be caught in this power struggle and desperation for attention, affection, and engagement?” Hell no!
Yet I cannot deny or suppress my deep desire to love and be loved, so I give myself the time and space to act a fool and come to the realisation that the best thing I can do is just walk away.
And truly, it’s more of a walking to something greater.
Greater self-love, integrity, and respect for one’s self.
And the self-esteem and confidence that comes with knowing I am willing to walk away when there is no longer anything for me on the table. Hell! I brought the table, I’m walking away with that too!
To our growth,
Jean.