It has been quite some time, and much has changed.
My job is transferring me to Hawaii, and I have a few months of training along the way. It’s going to be a coast-to-coast adventure in America, starting from beautiful Northern Washington and ending up in Florida. I will look out on to the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans before June arrives.
Although 2014 brings many promises of new beginnings, it unfortunately began on a very sad note for me. My relationship ended in a very painful manner, and I never imagined I’d be writing an entry like this, but heartbreak feels like the equivalent of being sick with some kind of total body illness, it really does. Regardless of whether it is you or the other person who ends it (for me, I was the one who ended it), it is horrible. Ultimately for me, it came down to what I felt was settling in the relationship and accepting behavior that was very much not okay. It still seeps deep into the core and unfortunately only the passage of time will heal what has been damaged.
It really made me start to think about how different people perceived love; or rather, what they thought was love. The same man who said “I love you,” to my face was, behind my back, telling someone else how he wished he “could hold her all night.” For any couple in a healthy monogamous relationship, this is not acceptable. For people in polyamorous or open relationships, I can not speak, but I would assume that in those relationships, in order for them to be healthy, all parties must agree to whatever stipulations (and I would imagine there would be a good deal of communication involved). I really do believe that for different people, different types of relationships work. However, it is WRONG for one person to be covert and hide something from the other person when they are under the impression no such thing is going on. That is cheating, in one of its many forms.
It saddens me to know that, at the end of my relationship, instead of being sincerely sorry for doing something that was wrong and hurt me a good deal, the man I was with was angry because he felt I had invaded his privacy and did not trust him; however, it was his behavior that prevented me from fully being able to do so. The spectrum of human behavior is fascinating and terrifying all at once; whereas some of us are staunchly opposed to the idea of such behavior in relationships, others have no qualms engaging in it. On some level these individuals must have issues with commitment and cannot enter the relationship both feet fully in. Nevertheless, it does not take away from the hurt we feel when we cross paths with someone of that nature.
I think of Mary Oliver’s quote: