Let me share with you a little about my trip down rejection road.
When you are Left at 50, it feels like that event must be the Ultimate Rejection of your life. I was left after twenty-four years for a 25-year-old, so I get it! I mean, my Ex’s brand new, shiny, Wifey was one-years-old when we became a couple. One. Years. Old. (I know you get how that made me feel.)
At that time I thought,”Well that rejection is the ultimate one. I’ll get over it and move on.”
And I did.
I went on. Dated someone else in a long-distance way for several years.
Then, I was rejected.
Not a lot of explanation from him on what the real reason was. But remember, I’d had the Big Rejection and lived through that one. So, is the rejection of a couple year relationship worth the emotional thunder-clap to my heart, followed by the questioning and the pain? And how long do I want to feel that way?
I went to therapy. Worked through it. It took a year.
I took a break at that point. I didn’t miss being in relationship mode at all. And then another man walked into my life. I tip-toed into that relationship. This one lived less than three miles away. Thought I was being clever by not putting myself through the whole long-distance thing.
And then you know what happened.
Rejection.
No explanation at all.
None.
Did I say none?
So, here I am again.
It seems the Big Break-up was not the end of Rejection Road for me.
You may be wondering, “Does it get easier when things don’t go as planned for the third time in your life?”
I actually haven’t come to a decision on that yet. I’m not reeling, per se. It’s an emotional roller coaster, but more like the kiddie-sized one at the amusement park than the major nail biter.
Still, it’s a sadness that I try not to focus on every day. I have to go on with My Life, and My Life is not dependent on a relationship anymore. I read the writing on the wall much clearer now. (Maybe it’s my new reading glasses!) Most importantly, I do not skip-ahead too far when I think about my future life with or without a relationship. I don’t want to make proclamations about “never pairing up again.” I’ve chosen not to make that the thing that identifies my happiness anymore. There are many other wonderful things in life to concentrate on.
Will I dip my toe back into the dating pool? Well, not today. And that’s okay. I’ve got a hair appointment and a mani-pedi planned, and that’s all the “Mani” I need!
We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!