I spent 5 years hurting a good woman by staying with her but
never fully choosing her.
I did want to be with this one. I really wanted to choose
her. She was an exquisite woman, brilliant and funny and sexy and sensual. She
could make my whole body laugh with her quick, dark wit and short-circuit my
brain with her exotic beauty. Waking up every morning with her snuggled in my
arms was my happy place. I loved her wildly.
Unfortunately, as happens with many young couples, our
ignorance of how to do love well quickly created stressful challenges in our
relationship. Before long, once my early morning blissful reverie gave way to
the strained, immature ways of our everyday life together, I would often wonder
if there was another woman out there who was easier to love, and who could love
me better.
As the months passed and that thought reverberated more and
more through my head, I chose her less and less. Every day, for five years, I
chose her a little less.
I stayed with her. I just stopped choosing her. We both
suffered.
Choosing her would have meant focusing every day on the
gifts she was bringing into my life that I could be grateful for: her laughter,
beauty, sensuality, playfulness, companionship, and so… much… more.
Sadly, I often found it nearly impossible to embrace – or
even see – what was so wildly wonderful about her.
I was too focused on the anger, insecurities, demands, and
other aspects of her strong personality that grated on me. The more I focused
on her worst, the more I saw of it, and the more I mirrored it back to her by
offering my own worst behavior. Naturally, this only magnified the strain on
our relationship… which still made me choose her even less.
Thus did our nasty death spiral play itself out over five
years.
She fought hard to make me choose her. That’s a fool’s task.
You can’t make someone choose you, even when they might love you.
To be fair, she didn’t fully choose me, either. The
rage-fueled invective she often hurled at me was evidence enough of that.
I realize now, however, that she was often angry because she
didn’t feel safe with me. She felt me not choosing her every day, in my words
and my actions, and she was afraid I would abandon her.
Actually, I did abandon her.
By not fully choosing her every day for five years, by
focusing on what bothered me rather than what I adored about her, I deserted
her.
Like a precious fragrant flower I brought proudly into my
home but then failed to water, I left her alone in countless ways to wither in
the dry hot heat of our intimate relationship.
I’ll never not choose another woman I love again.
It’s torture for everyone.
If you’re in relationship, I invite you to ask yourself this
question:
“Why am I choosing my partner today?”
If you can’t find a satisfying answer, dig deeper and find
one. It could be as simple as noticing that in your deepest heart’s truth, “I
just do.”
If you can’t find it today, ask yourself again tomorrow. We
all have disconnected days.
But if too many days go by and you just can’t connect with
why you’re choosing your partner, and your relationship is rife with stress,
let them go. Create the opening for another human being to show up and see them
with fresh eyes and a yearning heart that will enthusiastically choose them
every day.
Your loved one deserves to be enthusiastically chosen. Every
day.
You do, too.
Choose wisely.
- Source: Fb Sageword -