I had been sitting in the rain for about 3 hours when I realized how stupid I must have looked begging him not to leave. Soaking wet, mascara running down my face, crying, and looking like the biggest mess ever... then it finally dawned that I was a 28 year old woman who was a worldly traveller, intelligent (even though he didn't seem to think so lol) funny, caring, and just over all had a lot to offer pleading a boy to stick around.
I had made the mistake of dating someone much younger than me. At the time it didn't seem like such a big gap or such a big problem. Not until I realized he was still a boy and I was trying to turn him into a man before his time.
So as I gathered my thoughts before I headed home. I had to take full responsibility for how things had ended. I hadn't made his life easier, constantly accusing him of cheating on me, constantly fighting with him, nagging that he never did anything nice, nagging about never going anywhere, nagging about how I always put him first and he never stood by my side. I took all the wrongs I had committed towards him cried it out one last time and let it all wash away with the rain.
We often tend to find our selves struggling with break ups. I would like to think women more than men tend to dwell and hold on for a very long time. And I think its because men are just more goal driven so when they encounter a break up their goal is laid out. Ok.. its go time and I'm going to get over her by calling up my some of my girlfriends and having a night out with the boys and getting the hang of being single again.
Where as women on the other hand.. we can go from eating a tub of ice cream watching breakfast at tiffany's a million times and then to the note book while using up a whole box of tissues. Followed by the complete extreme where we go get a new hair cut including colour and then find the most sexiest dress to wear and head out with the girls to catch some attention.
I found my self completely torn by those two methods. I found that I was craving more alone time, going for walks, and coming home to watch the sappiest heart wrenching movies, but never to eat a tub of ice cream. I couldn't let my self go down that path. I had already been destructive and just needed to have some consistency and peace.
So thats when I decided to write a blog - Dairy of a Crazy Young Woman
Hope you enjoy it.
I had made the mistake of dating someone much younger than me. At the time it didn't seem like such a big gap or such a big problem. Not until I realized he was still a boy and I was trying to turn him into a man before his time.
So as I gathered my thoughts before I headed home. I had to take full responsibility for how things had ended. I hadn't made his life easier, constantly accusing him of cheating on me, constantly fighting with him, nagging that he never did anything nice, nagging about never going anywhere, nagging about how I always put him first and he never stood by my side. I took all the wrongs I had committed towards him cried it out one last time and let it all wash away with the rain.
We often tend to find our selves struggling with break ups. I would like to think women more than men tend to dwell and hold on for a very long time. And I think its because men are just more goal driven so when they encounter a break up their goal is laid out. Ok.. its go time and I'm going to get over her by calling up my some of my girlfriends and having a night out with the boys and getting the hang of being single again.
Where as women on the other hand.. we can go from eating a tub of ice cream watching breakfast at tiffany's a million times and then to the note book while using up a whole box of tissues. Followed by the complete extreme where we go get a new hair cut including colour and then find the most sexiest dress to wear and head out with the girls to catch some attention.
I found my self completely torn by those two methods. I found that I was craving more alone time, going for walks, and coming home to watch the sappiest heart wrenching movies, but never to eat a tub of ice cream. I couldn't let my self go down that path. I had already been destructive and just needed to have some consistency and peace.
So thats when I decided to write a blog - Dairy of a Crazy Young Woman
Hope you enjoy it.