Different Kinds of Love

Two of my post divorce relationship exes are currently on my radar. I cared deeply for each of these men. Both relationships unfolded in similar ways.

It has been the story of my life to tether myself to people who simultaneously with one hand motion me to come closer and with the other, motion for me to stop or back up.

Today,  an inbound stream of sweet texts  tempted me to engage. I resisted. Until….he said

“i miss you like crazy”.

I paused….and with total love in my heart was able to respond:

“I miss you too, but I do not miss confusion”.

What a miracle. It felt clean, wholesome, loving, & honest….even a little badass….so much better than telling him about himself.  I am surrendering my job as giver of enlightenment.

We all just get to be who we are. And be honest about what works. Right?

Much Love,
Magda Gee

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Author: Magda Gee

I am in a program of recovery for those whose lives have been affected by someone else's drinking, drug use, mental illness. I am new to the experiences of faith and hope and courage, qualities absent for me in proximity to my family. No Contact has been the way to keep safe from diminishing words and actions directed at me. I think I have listened for the last time to how I deserve mistreatment. By holding out for something more wholesome and loving, I have been both banished and demanded to return. I prefer serenity to proximity. I will continue with my program and faith in the best possible outcome, so long as I do my part-- to stalk GOD as if my life depends on it.

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“I miss you.”
Translation: booty call.

These kinds of people have an innate knowledge of statistics garnered from Life Experience: If you hit up on enough people, sooner or later someone will say “yes.” It’s their own personal Lotto game and costs them nothing but a couple of lazy text or VMs.
The thrill of the Chase never abates whether they’re 12 or 112.