Ask Polly: I Was Dumped After a Freak Accident and I Can't Move On - The Awl
Dependably, unresolved relationships from our past will pour into that void and our angry rants will be symbolically directed to people who are no longer present . The first and the only thing I did because of my break-up was? . He had an accident once and I brought him to my place and took care of him. .. We both never said it was the other person's fault for break up, rather “Mea Culpa” was our reply. Getting over a breakup is hard enough, but what happens when it's your fault? Find out After all, you get to enjoy all the many benefits of being single. Maybe .
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You still go to bed and wake up. You still shower and brush your teeth. You still go to work. You still laugh with friends. You continue to breathe. However, surviving is not living. Regret will become your new best friend. You will never be able to explain to anyone what the hell you were thinking when you dropped the ball. You will try to put into words how much of a fool you were, and how you would do anything to take it all back, but no one will fully understand or even believe you. Especially the person who matters the most: You will experience sleepless nights and long, drawn out days.
Life is short and irreversible.
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Love who you love. Stay committed to who you love. Be true and honest with the person you love.
People are not expendable and you will never meet a carbon copy of this person ever again. Think twice and act accordingly because there are no guarantees. A million people cannot replace one not being there. You do not need the entire world to love you if you have one really special human being who loves you unconditionally.
Yet, at the end of the day, you will feel that pang of loneliness. When you build a life with someone, it can become a bit routine. Trying to ignore the past does not erase the landmarks you want to wish away. And you know what? This makes some people back away slowly, because: I just have feelings rising off me like steam off asphalt, I think. So your letter is a challenge for me, because something in the mix with you goes to the heart of where I am.
It would be easy enough to just shut this whole process down, too.
Write down your feelings. But what will he do if you show up and make a scene? Because even without the wishy washy on and off bullshit, he was going to leave you one day. That was predestined and it has nothing to do with you. Instead, he was incapable of behaving like a regular human being. But paradoxically, I want you to think about how much you imagine that you created him, that his poison is your poison, that his shitty story is your story.
Because in order to let him go, strangely, you have to look at how much you blame yourself. I blame myself when someone backs away from me. When you feel that way? You have to try very hard to stay vulnerable and let people in. Even though you feel so unprotected, so defensive, so angry. I know because I do it, too, whenever, deep down, I suspect that something is about me and my rottenness.
Can you believe it? How did I get here? You are not some toxic cloud that he gets to step out of. You need to be childish now. You were so hurt and in need, and he told you to fuck off, even though he KNEW that you were in terrible pain. It was too much.
And from then on, it was like you created the whole picture.
But I am there with you. At this moment, we are on your side. And the spirits of the dead are with you, too, and the leaves on the trees and the clouds and the cool breeze is with you. Your story is not your soul.
You cry every fucking day because you want to live. You want to feel things. You are not giving up on yourself.
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Giving up would be shutting down, turning everything off, moving on, and sleepwalking into a sad future. This is what sleepwalking looks like: God bless and god forgive that sleepwalking man. You always knew that. We have bigger and brighter and better horizons.
Your soul is bright and sweet and sad. You are going to feel so grateful. Because someone out there is big like you, honest and sensitive and full of life, and good at giving, and good at feeling expansive and good at living. Because she stayed vulnerable. Because she refused to sleepwalk into a dim, sad future. Your life will be beautiful. You have already come a long way.
Ask Polly: I Was Dumped After a Freak Accident and I Can't Move On
I want you to be open to people — men and women — who are can be still with you, and listen. You need more REAL friends. You need more listeners. You said artists tried to show their work for free and left you to clean up afterwards. You want to take care of people. You like half-interested, wishy-washy types who seem tough.
Find someone sweet who really sees you and needs you. To find that person, you have to be sweet and child-like yourself.
You have to love yourself, damaged and sad, exactly how you are right now. Go to the fucking hospital. You put yourself last. Stand up, walk outside, and feel the air, watch the trees move in the wind. This moment is yours.