This is a love for all of the people who need love, want love, found love, are searching for love, are love, and those who make love real.
Last year I was so broken hearted that I didn’t know if I would ever get out of bed, much less meet love again. My life and love had run head first, full blast, into a wall without a helmet.
The damage was pretty gosh darned dramatic and resounding; I mean metaphysical drooling in a wheelchair impact.
PTSD, a severe distrust of members of the opposite sex, and an almost viral infection of debilitating independence took me for a joyride through my plundered life.
One year later, after taking time for myself to exist anew, Love and all that warm fuzzy stuff is fluffing my pillow every night.
So thanks, Love – Thanks for being there when I came home, and thanks for all the tingles, smooches, heart palpitations, and reasons to keep opening my door whenever you come a knockin’. —McTweedlebottom
This article appears in May 9-15, 2013.
Thank you for writing. I can relate and I’m sure many others can too – at least to the damage of a heartbreak. It’s been almost a year for me since my relationship ended and I’m finally considering the idea of dating again. It’s a little scary. I’m grateful you took the time to write. It’s inspiring!
natasha good luck finding a man who won’t play games.I don’t understand the men who do play games are the one who you would least expect to play games.Very hurtful games….Very Hurtful.
Yes I can relate all too well with heartbreak.Like you said Natasha, a lot of people can relate to that….How many heartbreaks can a heart sustain before breaking totally?
I’m not feeling pity for myself;it’s a fact of my life.
NDance-
You did the right thing by waiting as long as it took to feel like you’re ready again, to try.
The OP wrote a lovely and inspiring post, your reply was hopeful and optimistic as well.
There is something beautiful about descending to the depths and coming up a better person for it.
Ignore the anxiety-and-bitterness-ridden reply to your comment. Some people are unable to just be happy for others without making it all about themselves. As if they think they need to feel like this to live.
Good luck to you as you move on!
w the p
Well done, McTweedlebottom. Commendations from The Captain!
Ya–well done to both OP and Natasha’s Dance, and well said WTP!
…and Cap, like I said to Nurse Hezz:
http://youtu.be/xZzEzDkeHzI
I finally understand the importance of waiting until you were ready to love again.
Very smart thing to do.I can see why it would make you more secure in your decision to get into a new relationship. If you feel like you made the right decision for you;you may feel more secure in a loving relationship.
At times I can’t see the forest through the trees.
I agree with SheSang and WtheP,You are a smart cookie.
Thanks, SheSang!
It’s good to wait for love to come knocking.However, it can be difficult when to know whether it’s the love YOU’VE been waiting patiently for at the door.Especially after being hurt in the past after allowing the wrong person in.
OP if indeed the person you love does love you back, they would love and respect the whole of you,along with your PTSD.They would not expect you to take the chance at blindly opening the door without first announcing themselves and their intentions to you..
OP if you have PTSD you were subjected to more horrific actions than a mere broken heart by a person you loved.
——-
I mean metaphysical drooling in a wheelchair impact. PTSD,
——-
*metaphysical*.
Not literal.
Stop projecting onto the OLs.
w the p
Noted.
Thanks