It is Friday on a picture perfect sunny winter morning, started off just right with a big cup of coffee in front of me. My significant other gently kisses me goodbye to leave for work.
I wander over to the bathroom to start my daily beauty routine only to have a nervous breakdown. I certainly didn’t see this one coming!
How would you feel if you were to find the following note jotted down on a Post-it from your significant other?
“I’m sorry, I can’t, don’t hate me! G.”
Erm, come again? I was absolutely baffled and clearly struggling to come to my senses, as I felt my heart was just ripped out and torn into a gazillion pieces. What just happened?!
Reality sunk in and was like “Whoa”! I always thought breaking up over the phone was bad form and now THIS? His words were pretty darn concise, I must give him that.
Still slightly shaking from this rude awakening, it got me thinking…could we possibly still work things out? Was this relationship a complete waste of time after all? After three years in this relationship don’t I deserve some sort of respect? Does love make blind?
I grabbed my phone in slow-motion and there it was, my subconscious speaking. Am I going to call him and give him the guilt-speech? Am I going to send him an angry text in order to vent and look like a complete dork?
Nah! I’m not going to dignify his behavior with a response. I’m an grown woman and this would be so below my standards! I’ll come across a crying train wreck plus I do still do have a shred of dignity, so there’s no point in me going crazy over this.
Coffee, I need more coffee I thought. So with caffeine kicking in, I get ready for work, and you know what? I actually feel good about myself because it is yet another lesson learned!
On to the next one!