I knew it was a bad sign when I got an unscheduled phone call from The Leo at 8:15 on a weeknight.
The ‘why’ of our break-up (for real this time, y’all) isn’t that important. In short, I’m in a place where I have more to give (and by extension, more to demand) than he does. What can I say? Sometimes we just don’t know what we want. Or maybe it’s that our eyes are bigger than our stomachs? Or is it that we believe ourselves more capable of [fill in the blank] than we actually are?
This relationship had its ups and down and ons and offs, but it’s the most significant one I’ve had — in terms of duration and seriousness — since my marriage. And I feel as though I stumbled through it blindly, emerging on the other side dazed, wondering why I began the process in the first place. Am I any better equipped for a relationship than I was five months ago?
Is that even the right question to be asking? I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know.