I mean... I feel like with most relationships in my life, I can look back and name some things that I learned. So those make sense to me, as crappy as they may have ended up being.
But seriously, what is the point of being in love with someone for two and half years if it's not meant to be and I'm not even learning anything from it other than that I am completely incapable of getting over him (Which, let's not lie, I should have been by about 6 months ago). It's like the universe is playing a cruel joke on me. It's saying, "Here's exactly the person you always dreamed of and then some, and he might have even loved you for a split second (though this is debatable), but HA HA! You can't be with him! Sucks for you!" Thanks universe, that's really nice of you.
I know that God gives us trials, and in the grand scheme of things, this one isn't that big. It also doesn't seem right that my voice teacher could lose her husband to a brain tumor when they were happy and should have had 30-40 more years together. I mean, the world is full of injustices, mine being of little consequence, but I think I struggle with things that I can't put into any perspective or find any purpose in. This is where people would say I am lacking in Faith, and then I start to feel guilty for feeling this way in the first place.
And that would begin an entirely other blog post. So I will stop here.
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