KingBlueTwista
Bluelighter
Recently I broke up with my girlfriend of about a year and a half, due to our escalating arguing over trivialities and she says because of my apparent lack of consideration for others. She was brought up to put other people first and be courteous to the highest degree, whereas I wasn't really conditioned to automatically accomodate others and tbh have a pretty self-centric view of the world. Not in a narcissistic sense of 'I'm better than you' but in the nihilistic sense of 'nothing matters' and therefore I am defacto at the centre (as we all are in our own universe's). Initially this discrepancy in our personalities didn't matter to her because we had had mind-blowing connections in the intellectual department, sharing understanding, revelation and passion in every single conversation we ever had. We were mentally and physically entwined, in love and lust, to an intensity that is on reflection nothing short of soul-shattering.
However we grew apart and each time I noticed a distance growing between us, being the insecure fuck that I am I withdrew aswell as a kind of pathetically rudimentary defence mechanism. Sometimes it wasn't even because of anything related to us that she was distant (she was a pretty big stresshead). Over time she understandably grew even colder and we became estranged from one another. We no longer derived pleasure from each other's company and argued at the drop of a hat over the triviality of the day. I no longer appreciated her presence when I was with her, and I didn't really even think about her much anymore either. Yet now we've decided to break-up with each other I can't get her off of my mind. I feel her absence yet before I neglected to feel her presence. Why do our minds do this to us? Why do we get complacent in relationships when they start off so amazingly? Are most relationships contingent on the blindness of the partners to the other's flaws?
I feel like I'm spinning down a black-hole of thoughts about her, they cycle every moment of the day, just thoughts of her, but the craziest thing is I can picture her near me and it doesn't even make me smile?! Like I literally would be as indifferent to her as I was before if she was with me right now. Yet somehow there's this abstract concept of her that I hold on to, some faint amalgamation of fragments of our relationship, a ghostly collage of her that won't leave me alone. I hear myself saying I want her back. Yet I don't think I do. Perhaps I'm just afraid of loneliness. Perhaps time is all I need. But do you have any other suggestions for getting along and keeping up my lifestyle? All my daily structures, my martial arts, meditation, studying etc. have collapsed and my self-control has dissolved - I eat way too much and drink every night (previously being a tee-totaller, booze just blanks me out), along with the return of the constant desire to get high and be 'somewhere else'. Tbh I don't really know what the point of this was. A combination of getting this shit off my chest and a vague call for advice I guess.
However we grew apart and each time I noticed a distance growing between us, being the insecure fuck that I am I withdrew aswell as a kind of pathetically rudimentary defence mechanism. Sometimes it wasn't even because of anything related to us that she was distant (she was a pretty big stresshead). Over time she understandably grew even colder and we became estranged from one another. We no longer derived pleasure from each other's company and argued at the drop of a hat over the triviality of the day. I no longer appreciated her presence when I was with her, and I didn't really even think about her much anymore either. Yet now we've decided to break-up with each other I can't get her off of my mind. I feel her absence yet before I neglected to feel her presence. Why do our minds do this to us? Why do we get complacent in relationships when they start off so amazingly? Are most relationships contingent on the blindness of the partners to the other's flaws?
I feel like I'm spinning down a black-hole of thoughts about her, they cycle every moment of the day, just thoughts of her, but the craziest thing is I can picture her near me and it doesn't even make me smile?! Like I literally would be as indifferent to her as I was before if she was with me right now. Yet somehow there's this abstract concept of her that I hold on to, some faint amalgamation of fragments of our relationship, a ghostly collage of her that won't leave me alone. I hear myself saying I want her back. Yet I don't think I do. Perhaps I'm just afraid of loneliness. Perhaps time is all I need. But do you have any other suggestions for getting along and keeping up my lifestyle? All my daily structures, my martial arts, meditation, studying etc. have collapsed and my self-control has dissolved - I eat way too much and drink every night (previously being a tee-totaller, booze just blanks me out), along with the return of the constant desire to get high and be 'somewhere else'. Tbh I don't really know what the point of this was. A combination of getting this shit off my chest and a vague call for advice I guess.