Even when we were happy, you seemed sad. The reasons were hidden away but their insidious damage was done just the same. Like rot that slowly turns good wood into rotten, your secrets poisoned you, corrupted our love and your taint rubbed off on me. Y.M.
Some people turn sad awfully young…
No special reason, it seems,
but they seem almost to be born that way.
They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker,
remember longer, and, as I say,
get sadder younger than anyone else in the world.
I know, for I’m one of them.
It hurts to think this may not work out, but I want it to. We’re very different and the years between us take their toll sometimes. How do I stop this turmoil inside me? All I know to do is keep going, hoping and keeping my love for you at the top of my heart. Y.M.
The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves.
We live in denial of what we do,
even what we think.
We do this because we’re afraid.
We fear we will not find love,
and when we find it we fear we’ll lose it.
Insecurities tear at me and it hurts when you go out partying with your friends. You were wild in the past, but I have no reason to doubt you since we’ve been together. Please help me stop the painful worrying about losing you or being cheated on. T.G.
One is easily fooled
by that which one loves.
Jean Baptiste Poquelin Moliere
When I’d get jealous about men talking to you it felt like a monster took me over. I knew you loved me, but still became like Dr. Heckle taken over by Mr. Hyde. Too many times I embarrassed you. It took you leaving me to discover I have a real problem. D.C.
Jealousy is a disease,
love is a healthy condition.
The immature mind often mistakes
one for the other, or assumes
that the greater the love,
the greater the jealousy;
they are almost incompatible;
one emotion hardly
leaves room for the other.
Robert A. Heinlein
I loved you but did not know how to say it. The only love I ever wanted was with you. The life I needed was for ‘US’ to be together. Inside me I kept all my feelings bottled up thinking wrongly you’d somehow know that for me you were the ‘ONE’. R.L.
In truth, there are only two realities:
the one for people who are in love or love each other,
and the one for people who are standing outside all that.
You said I was beautiful. I didn’t believe it. I saw a woman too tall, overweight with lousy hair and big feet. When you’d say “you’re perfect for me” I though it couldn’t be true. I wish I had listened. I put myself down for so much for so long, you got tired of it and left. C.S.
She wanted to have him hold her
and tell her all the demons were pretend,
that there was no monster in her closet,
that everything would be okay.
But that was a lie.
The demon was in her head,
telling her she was too fat.
She had to get the demon out.
But she couldn’t do it by herself.
Jackie Morse Kessler
Did you just get tired of me? Our life was peaceful, loving and happy. Did you get bored? Is that why you left me for someone else? Now you say you made a mistake and want us to get back together. How can I trust you again? I don’t think I can, at least not now. G.L.
Relationships are mysterious.
We doubt the positive qualities in others,
seldom the negative. You will say to your partner:
do you really love me? Are you sure you love me?
You will ask this a dozen times and drive the person nuts.
But you never ask: are you really mad at me?
Are you sure you’re angry? When someone is angry, you
don’t doubt it for a moment. Yet the reverse should be true.
We should doubt the negative in life, and have faith in the positive.