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These questions are starting to tell a very interesting story. I’m excited to see how it all ends 🍿
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It depends on if they knew about it and decided that they don’t feel the same then I have to respect their wishes and move on. One thing I’ve learned from life is that you can have multiple loves. Each one will be slightly different but that doesn’t mean you love one person more over another. You’ll know you found the right one when they chose to love you back and stay to grow with you.
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It’s time to move on at that point!
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Staying in a place where you are not loved and valued is suicide.It would eventually crush everything you believed in life.You should be brave enough to walk away so as to give yourself a chance to meet that someone whose really meant for you.
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If that alters your feelings, that they didn't love you back, did you really love them? What you do is simple. Step 1: you should realize that the qualities you love about them exist within you or else you wouldn't have loved them (your love is an invitation to embody and develop what you loved about them, as those attributest could be dormant, or in the golden shadow of the psyche). Step two: be grateful for the love you felt, as each love is a unique feeling that blesses you with inspiration... Turn that inspiration inward to access your creativity. What could you create, to bring the intensity outward? Writing, or maybe visual art, music, or perhaps it is a calling to build something. Each intense attachment we encounter in life is creative energy, so use it wisely, lest it consume you from the inside. (Jung said this.) Step 3: keep your heart open and connect to those who truly love you and see you for who you are. Nurture those relationships with friends, family, other lovers, for we need to accept the love of others into our hearts in order to feel whole. That love is an energy reminding you that you are enough. You are worthy of love, so love yourself truly and fully. Your life mission is to become fully yourself and the only way to do that is to love yourself fully. 🖤🌌
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Love isn't measurable by simple numbers. It isn't quantity it's quality. And if you don't believe you're getting the quality you need, you'll either seek it on the side or the relationship will fail altogether. Relationships that work is when both parties (or more accordingly) perceive that the love they are receiving this equal to what they provide.
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If they would still keep me in their life, I'd keep supporting them nevertheless whenever they reached out for it, but in a way that wouldn't make them uncomfortable. If not, there's nothing else to do but to continue my own life and keep that care in my heart in all silence, trusting that the universe takes care of them and their happiness even without me. Actual love like that is such a rare thing, at least in my life, that it must always be treasured, even if if there is no mutuality. Unselfish love is a worthy reward in and of itself. 🩷
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I was once plagued with obsession for a man who never loved me in return. I thought that if I was always there for him, if I behaved just well enough, if I said the right things... surely he'd love me in return. I wasted so much time and energy, and in the end I became an empty husk. It was all so draining, so miserable, so torturous... and I am to blame. He never told me clearly how he felt, so I kept pressing, thinking that I still had a chance. I only drove him further away. And when he stopped responding altogether I felt abandoned. There have been times I wanted to be angry with him, times I hated him, but it was ultimately my fault. I was but a teenager back then. I just couldn't let go. Even when he was gone I just could not stop the desire. And knowing that he was gone and that it was entirely my fault added to the pain. I wallowed for... maybe a year? Then I met someone else. I initially had no interest, but he was very kind, patient and understanding. We had some sort of relationship... and it was the best, most healthiest relationship I'd been in. I wasn't in so much pain anymore, and I grew up too. And when he left me he kept his promise and told me clearly. He did not just abandon me. He told me the truth and left. I was sad, but I had my clarity. Of course, what really softened the blow was that, a couple hours later, man number One suddenly messaged me. The same day. And after a little bit of messaging he seemed to finally reciprocate my feelings. It was weird, but it was also what I'd originally wanted. What I worked so hard to gain. But he was flakey too. And he's abandoned me again. But this time I don't care so much. One thing a friend told me really struck me into some realization. I can't recall word for word, but they'd basically said "your friends find and make time for you. Even if he really was super busy, if he loved you he'd make time for you." I think that's when I truly began to see the pedestal I was placing him upon. I reach out and he doesn't respond. He reaches out and I am there in an instant. If he were to call me tomorrow, I'm certain I'd still pick up the phone. But, no, he does not love me... and that's fine. Because that means he is not my husband - for my husband would always be there. If I reached out my feeble hand, my husband would grasp it and pull me into his embrace. If I cried out it would no longer be into an endless void, but instead in the ears of a man who weeps at my cries. If my husband existed, he'd be there for me. I do sometimes wonder what it'd be like if it worked out - me and that absent man. But we have to face reality. For the longest time I fought and tried to push against my painful reality. And I grew weak and tired. What would I do now if I loved someone and that love was not return? I'm not certain... but I have suffered that pain before. I'm sure I could more easily deal with it. Romance is a genre of stories... nothing more. No matter how many stories I read or write, they will never be my reality. I must become a masochist in solitude. I must endure as this fictional, so-called 'love' tauntingly eludes me. If a man does not love me, then he cannot be my husband. And I should remember that I am not guiltless either. I'm sure I've broken a few hearts a time or two. I'm human, I'm selfish, I'm needy, I want only what captivates me, and not what displeases me. I want to be selfish... Too long have I been sweet, kind and have sacrificed in hopes of being considered. Everybody else shows anger, hate, selfishness, greed, envy... Why can't I? If I cannot captivate the heart of a man I love so dearly, then it is best to not have a heart at all. So, until I find such man... I shall endure and indulge this inhospitable isolation.
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simple, i will think they are insane
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