Yesterday I had an ah-ha moment. I call myself a feminist and for the most part I believe it. But it wasn’t until yesterday that I realized I wasn’t buying it for myself.
I grew thinking that I would meet someone, fall in love, they would ask me to marry them, we would throw a huge party where I would get to wear a perfect dress, and we would live happily ever after. In my thinking the man would save me and fix me, and that would allow us to live happily ever after.
I’m a little embarrassed to admit some of my thoughts, but I have to acknowledge where I was to fully explain my ah-ha moment. I would have thoughts like: “Once I know that Bob REALLY loves me then I will be able to loose my extra weight.” or “The reason I have low self esteem is because Bob doesn’t do enough to show me I’m attractive.” or “The reason I’m fat is because my mom referenced my weight issue while I was growing up.”
Now I have never been an idiot. I know that I’m not over weight because of any one but me. And I know that my self esteem issues are caused by lack of confidence and not Bob not telling me I’m hot enough. But, it is so easy to give up responsibility and assign blame to someone else.
Blaming Bob for all of my insecurities and all the issues in our relationship started to backfire on me. When I moved out, yes Bob retreated within himself a bit. The real issue is that I was scared. When I moved out I pushed Bob away. I started to blame him for more and more… and finally I completely pushed him away. I broke up with him.
While I was crying and thinking about why I really broke up with him, I realized that most (like 99%) were my issues and things that I could fix. Things I was blaming Bob for because I wasn’t ready to take responsibility for my emotions and my mental health. I realized that I had pushed him away because I was selfish and didn’t want to admit I was wrong. I was the one with the issues. He wasn’t pushing me away even though I had issues and was assigning him the blame. He wasn’t the one who broke up with me, I was the one. I realized that I had to take responsibility.
I’m in charge of my happiness… not Bob, or anyone else for that matter.
It occurred to me I was living having others define myself worth and not defining it myself. Ah-ha! I need to learn how to make myself truly happy and find joy with or without someone. I’m taking steps to do this some are small and some are not small. Bob was thrilled to hear that I have come to this understanding. I’m lucky that Bob is so forgiving and willing to stand by me as I figure this all out.
Tomorrow I’m going to talk about what steps I’m taking to heal emotionally and mentally. I think that the ah-ha moment is good but steps need to be taken so i don’t forget my ah-ha moment.