Every tidal pool I visited has me in it: my sadness and anger and my regret for a person I loved who was careless with me
At the very beginning of what was to be a very bad year, my partner of seven years ended our relationship. It seems like a strange idea that when two people have been making choices together for so long one of them is allowed to just change their mind. May I suggest a law that says you have to spend as long breaking up with someone as half the amount of time you dated them? It’s not a good law, but I like the idea of paying homage to something. I am also comfortable with prolonging grief.
I left the house that January morning as a person of a duo. An hour later I was single. For a long time it seemed significant to me that I’d left the house that morning to buy a diary. I’d look at the pages and wish it was October because I was sure that at least by then I’d feel a bit better. We spoke a lot in the first few weeks; I would cry and tell him it was a huge mistake, that people didn’t just end relationships where they loved each other – they worked on them.
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