I can’t remember how many breakups I’ve been through. I’ve lost count. Sometimes I wondered if they just weren’t the one for me, but most times I believed I was in the wrong in the relationship.Most times, I believed I was in the wrong in the relationship. Click To Tweet
Years ago, my first boyfriend broke up with me because I was too busy for him.
He wanted to be my first priority, above everything and everyone else. I did try for him. It was my first relationship and I didn’t want to disappoint him. So I abandoned my family time, barely spent time with my friends and even neglected my studies, all for him, but apparently, it wasn’t enough.
And I believed, our breakup was my fault. I should’ve spent more time with him.
After a while being single, I had a new boyfriend. But it didn’t take long for him to break up with me too.
His reason? I was too fat for him. When we were first dating, I was a little bit skinnier, but few months after that I gained weight. Although it wasn’t much and I was only a size 3, it didn’t please him. He preferred the way I looked before I became ‘fat’.
I tried to diet so I could lose weight for him. Now I know it was pretty impossible, for me to lose that weight, but I was desperate for the appearance I had before. So, I worked out for hours a day and starved myself. Sometimes I fell sick because of it. And it was pointless because he still dumped me anyway.It was useless because he still dumped me anyway. Click To Tweet
Again, I believed it was my fault.
That wasn’t even the worst breakup excuse I’ve heard.
There was one time when I’d lost touch with my goals, passions, and dreams. This time, I was in a relationship with a guy with a ‘traditional’ mindset.
I told him about my big dreams, but all I got was his disapproval. He wanted someone who could fulfill her responsibilities as ‘his wife’ – or in other words, full-time housewife. For him, a woman should be committed to domestic responsibilities and house duties. We were in a serious relationship and already had marriage on our minds. I was madly, foolishly in love with him, so I changed my mind and sacrificed my own interests just for him.I was madly, foolishly in love with him. Click To Tweet
Still, it didn’t work out. I still couldn’t fit his ‘perfect’ wife requirements.
I had more relationships after that, but they all failed. Some ended for ridiculous reasons. Sometimes I dressed up too much to their liking, and the other times it was my habit of hiding my ‘natural look’ behind my makeup too much. The weirdest reason of all? I talked just like his MOM.
I thought there was something wrong with me, which ruined every relationship I was in. I always changed so much about myself to try and make the relationships work. I put my boyfriends as my top priority and forgot to look after myself.
Finally, I decided that maybe relationships in general just weren’t for me.
I stopped dating for years. I rejected a lot of men that wanted to date me.
But there were times when I’ve plenty of happy couples and wondered what made their relationship work. Slowly, I started to realize one thing.These men respected their partners. Click To Tweet
The men respected their partners. They let their girlfriend be the person they wanted to be.
This whole time, I lost myself just for the sake of a man.
I was never the problem, they all were.
I compromised my needs and interests so I could be ‘worthy’ of them. I completely lost my self-worth as well as my identity for the sake of a relationship. For those undeserving men, I distanced myself from my family and friends.
I realized it was time for me to find myself again after losing myself to all these unhealthy relationships. I had a lot of passions and hobbies before, but they were all forgotten and I wasn’t sure if I’d enjoy them as much as I used to.Compromises are important, but not to where I had to forsake myself. Click To Tweet
Compromises and sacrifices are important in a relationship, but not to the point where I had to forsake my self-value just to make a man happy.