Dealing with disappointment is one of the toughest situations I have to overcome. The anxiety that comes with it is too intense that it seems unbearable at the moment.
May it be rejection, failed desire or a broken dream that caused the disappointment call it what you want the effect is still a broken heart.
For a long time I've been hang up on someone I thought was good for me. I made a fantasy of him in my head to the point that I put him in a pedestal. Every guy I met and dated after him, has to have at least his qualities.
Not every person is the same but there was something with Gabe that was so mesmerizing or addicting that I just have to have it so I made him the benchmark of each guy I met.
Even if I was the one who broke up with him, it was me who still seek him for eight years. Subconsciously, I wanted to rekindle what we had back then that he is still the same person I once knew.
Before I got here, I was full of hope that once I found him my life will be beautiful again because with him regardless of the circumstances life is always sunshine and rainbows. With him I wasn't lost but home.
People change, that I'd never anticipated or I was too in denial because I was too captivated by the fantasy I made of him in my head.
Inevitably, after finding him the opposite happened. You could imagine how crushed my world was. I was more lost and more broken hearted than ever. I didn't know better.
He was my great perhaps. I went seeking for him to find my way out of my labyrinth but turns out, I am more stuck now than I was before.
May it be rejection, failed desire or a broken dream that caused the disappointment call it what you want the effect is still a broken heart.
For a long time I've been hang up on someone I thought was good for me. I made a fantasy of him in my head to the point that I put him in a pedestal. Every guy I met and dated after him, has to have at least his qualities.
Not every person is the same but there was something with Gabe that was so mesmerizing or addicting that I just have to have it so I made him the benchmark of each guy I met.
Even if I was the one who broke up with him, it was me who still seek him for eight years. Subconsciously, I wanted to rekindle what we had back then that he is still the same person I once knew.
Before I got here, I was full of hope that once I found him my life will be beautiful again because with him regardless of the circumstances life is always sunshine and rainbows. With him I wasn't lost but home.
People change, that I'd never anticipated or I was too in denial because I was too captivated by the fantasy I made of him in my head.
Inevitably, after finding him the opposite happened. You could imagine how crushed my world was. I was more lost and more broken hearted than ever. I didn't know better.
He was my great perhaps. I went seeking for him to find my way out of my labyrinth but turns out, I am more stuck now than I was before.
