I know I’ve spoken about grieving for the self you could have been, but what about the someone that someone else could have been?
I recently ended a 3 year relationship in which I watched a sweet, soft boy become an arrogant, self-absorbed man.
And it’s so hard to let go of the future I had with my teddy bear, my favorite.
Every time we speak I’m reminded of how little he is like who he used to be. I’m reminded of how toxic he is for me as the person he is now.
But once he brought me a stuffed elephant in the hospital, and we picked out a dog together at the shelter.
Now I have to grieve for the loss of someone I knew, or really, who I thought I knew.
It will not take me as long to grieve him as it will to grieve for myself. But the sadness, the achiness will be my bruise- in time it will heal, but for now it is tender to the touch.