What’s your definition of love?
A feeling where you care about someone or something as much as or more than yourself. It comes naturally, with little or no effort and its focus is to ensure the well being of the object of your affection.
How do you determine whether to stay or go when there are problems?
Evaluate communication, happiness and needs. If any of those aren’t being met over an extended period of time, then it’s time to go. I also ask myself if my relationship was a gift, would I give it to someone to have with someone else? If it’s not good enough for those I love then it sure isn’t good enough for me.
Did you ever stick it out? What got you through?
I always stick it out. I never wanted to be “regret” girl. As a result I learnt that it doesn’t matter what you do or how much you love someone, even if that love is returned. If the individual or the relationship is unhealthy - then it’ll only bring pain. You can be inlove with a rapist or serial killer who loves you back, doesn’t mean it’s good for you.
What got me through was pure and utter denial coupled with my stubborn nature. I will always fight for love, just need to be sure it’s worht fighting for.
Have you ever had to say goodbye? How did you do it? Do you regret it?
Yes. More than I’d like to.
First was my ex-fiance. The issues were subtle and underlying. After 4 yrs of not being able to put my finger on it so to speak, I ended it. Best thing I ever did. The life that started to form in the next few months was entirely empowering and liberating.
Second was what I thought was the love of my life. It was actually a vicious and emotionally abusive relationship that I’m sure is rooted in the pits of hell lol. I became the equivelant of a junkie. Waiting for the mind blowing highs only to drop to lowest low smashing into pieces every single time but I kept going back for more. It was stronger than reason. Eventually I got sick of of having no clarity, of being a former shadow of myself and of feeling deep hurt and anger every day. It took me forever to come back from that, it felt like having to learn to walk again. Key aspects where realising it wasn’t love, that I wasn’t happy and that the problem also lied with ME. Why was I allowing this? What was I holding on to?
The only thing I regret was not doing it sooner.