said I’d stay friends with my ex and ended up ghosting her when I moved away. I regret it often but at times feel that it was probably better than remaining in her life and complicating things. But sometimes things are allowed to be complicated. Definitely an experience I learned from and wish the best for her always. Do what feels right, not what other people say is right, not what you want to feel right. What actually feels right.
Mar 11, 2024

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years ago I treated any former relationship or partner with a disposable nature that did not serve me or them benefit. in hindsight I can see why and how fit for the relationship wasn't ideal - however, I think the root of not being able to stay friends with an ex (in my experiences) have some kind of deficit in behaviors, thoughts, needs, opinions, etc that resulted in the thing ending you should ask yourself how they made your feel when you were only acquaintances or friends and if that’s feasible to stick around. on the other hand, friendships fizzle out without any rhyme or reason. if you think this could be a concern down the line it might just be better to ask if you can stay friends and get the answer to the question quickly
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i am friends with my most recent ex, we dated for five years and our relationship was basically just friendship at the end. we didnt rly have a break between dating and friendship so there was a weird boundary blur (eg. overly involved emotionally in his life/being his therapist) and i had to take a big step back. definitely take time apart. now we have a lot of distance and hang out once in a while but not too often n it's a good balance of not having any weird grudge post-break up but also not having a strange pseudo emotional relationship still. all this to say... take ur time! listen to ur gut! set boundaries for urself! take space!
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i have always known this. that people come and go. but it was only recently that this statement really… struck me. i guess that no matter how much you want people to stay in your life, sometimes it‘s just inevitable. though it was hard at first to let go of ‘your person’, i also realized that relationships are maintained by more than just one person. so no matter how much you want to keep those people in your life, to save the relationship and connection that you have, at the end of the day, they also have a say in what they feel and what they want. and if what they want is to be out of your life, then the best thing that you could do is to accept and respect that. it’s the best thing that you could do. not only for them, but also for you.
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This might not make the most sense but if I don’t write it I know I’ll be angry with myself.  As someone who has always naturally been drawn to archives and journals and stories- I’ve found that I’ve been trapping myself in the narrative. The idea that life is a singular, vertical narrative, that pain is not simply pain but part of some bigger cycle of distribution and retribution. That pain is naturally repaid with love or safety or comfort. This narrative keeps me coddled in myself, it keeps me safe from having to face the fact that tomorrow might not be easier than today. That this year might not feel much better than last year. That as some things go on, they don’t always get lighter. They don’t alchemize from emotionally pain into material pleasure.  The hero’s journey tells us that the narrative follows simple steps. We are called- your alarm, a Britney Spears song, plays in the morning. Your car breaks down in an unfamiliar part of the city. There’s a death in the family. Whatever it is, the call is something that moves us from familiarity to the unknown. It pulls the hero into the journey. We will then face the unknown and hopefully overcome it.  But what about the calls that we don’t answer? Or when we get stuck in the unknown? What about when we are braver than brave and we still cannot overcome everything? I’ve learned that sometimes our pain doesn’t come with atonement. Sometimes there is no return.  Life doesn’t fit into the narrative. The alarm in itself is a narrative, you set it the night before, or maybe you set it three years ago and you’ve been waking up to the same song every single day. The car is a narrative, the unfamiliar side of the city is a narrative. Why haven’t you been there? The death is a narrative explored and experienced by every person in your family, every friend of the dead, every coworker who called the morning after to see why they didn’t show up when their alarm went off that day. Everything is a million narratives coinciding and to trap ourselves into one, to tell ourselves only one story, is blinding us to the intricate nature of life. We cannot exist in only one dimension, and to choose to exist in various different- sometimes beautiful and sometimes horrible- narratives at once is to choose to stop coddling oneself, to stop following your pain like it always has something to give you.  Sometimes it doesn’t. Maybe that’s fine. 
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