I know about pain, loneliness, emptiness and yearnings that have no outlet. I know about rejection and about foolishness. I know about letting your heart guide you when you mind tells you it’s a bad move… And wanting to sleep forever just so your heart can heal and you won’t feel the damn lump in your throat. So we are human.
Giving in to our heart when reason says otherwise often leads to pain, BUT the moments of pure joy, elation, exhilaration that precede that heartache are so powerful that they are worth the risk we take. That’s what our behavior is saying. The risk/reward ratio is skewed in favor of love and its possibility every time because that is living. It is the quintessential human experience. It matters. Take that away, play it safe, and we sleepwalk through life.
Let’s concentrate on that, the joy part. Even if love this time was closer to infatuation; even if it was raw desire. That’s the way we are wired. No moral judgments necessary or called for. No self-recriminations needed.
The goddess within lives on, don’t kick her while she is down. You are a lovely and lovable woman. Repeat: “I am a lovable and lovely woman”. Again. 100 times. At least. As many times as it takes to feel it.