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?
“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.