NuevaVida -> RE: The Romance Novel - Desire (4/16/2013 8:38:14 AM)
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Back in a former life, when I was terribly insecure and didn't think much of myself, I didn't find myself desirable at all, much less see why anyone would want me in their life. I also didn't "get" that I could pick and choose who I could allow into my life, nor did I "get" the concept of looking out for myself or being in a healthy relationship. I suffered from depression, and had a lot of feelings of worthlessness. Soooo.....when someone came to desire me, it fed my need for acceptance, and I'd lap it up like a starving puppy. Their desire in me created a reciprocal response, because of my need to be liked and accepted, even though I couldn't see what a lie that was. Even if it was just for a few moments in time that would soon disappear, I responded to it, only to feel even emptier than I did before he came along. That's the unhealthy picture of a lack of self acceptance. So yeah, those unrealistic romance stories spoke to my own false reality. These days? I'm in a much different place. I desire a man but if I don't sense his returned desire, my own desire for him dwindles and eventually dies. I do not put energy toward people who are indifferent to me; I just move along and enjoy my life. No biggy. When I met the Mister, I had a cautious desire for him. It was clear that he reciprocated, and we moved forward together from there. My stance of "I won't be where I'm not wanted" remained (and still remains) so anytime I sensed a lack of interest from him I'd start to shrug him off and go about my business. I don't chase after people, and I'm not the type who pines over a man. So now these romance novels are pretty silly to me, totally unrealistic, and a little sad. But there was a time when I related to them, for sure.
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