Y'know, it's been a few months, Photogal and I are both happily seeing other people, we still get along, and everything is actually going pretty great. But, I admit, every once in a while I get that nagging twinge that I've made a huge mistake. I mean, that's human, and totally expected, especially after dating the same person for so long.

The answer is obvious: change is scary. I've already gotten through the difficult stuff like moving and financially re-establishing myself, but the really scary part is the idea that eventually our paths will grow more divergent until one day the only way we'll see each other is through a random encounter here and there.
We made the right choice. When I think about how miserable I made her at times, and how angry she made me at times, and the fact that we just couldn't seem to move past a certain point, I know we did the right thing for each other. And I can't speak for her even though I suspect the same is true, but I know I've met some pretty amazing people while dating that I wouldn't have gotten to know otherwise. And I really am the happiest I've been in ages.
So when self-doubt surfaces I just think of all the above and, well, it doesn't totally quell the feeling I might have made a mistake, but it sure helps put it into perspective.
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