Archive for June, 2006

Tuesday, June 27th, 2006

THE BREAK UP FEELING………..WHY DID I?

The breakup of an important love relationship is the most traumatic of human experiences and we have all suffered through at least one I am sure.

In many ways we can more easily cope with the death of a loved one. Although we don’t understand death, at least we understand its finality.

With the breakup of a relationship, days and weeks of lingering and haunting "ifs" often follow. The pain can penetrate every fiber of our being.

In the days following the breakup we think of little else than the one we loved and trusted, the one we had so much invested in. Everywhere we go we are reminded of them–a face in a crowd, the flash of a familiar shirt, a distant voice, and a song.

In an effort to get away from things we may take a trip, only to find that in some way it reminds us of a special place we visited with our loved one. We struggle daily to force them from our thoughts only to find we are spending all of our time doing so.

Confronting My Own Self-Doubts

And then there are the haunting doubts. As the breakup came after a long and painful decision on my part, I may constantly "replay" conversations and constantly re-evaluate the "evidence." Possibly my decision was too hasty; possibly the culprit was my pride? possibly a really honest and open discussion would have cleared things up?…and on and on and on I question my decision.

There are thousands of "ifs," "possibly’s" and "maybe’s."

As for the fact that it is me the person who made the decision to break off the relationship, in addition to my pain, I had left this feeling of helplessness. Possibly I was misunderstood to something? maybe I would had change my mind if I could only explain?; possibly I had heard something that was untrue? Or I think totally it was my real fault.

Indeed, honestly I was the cause of the break up and I do realize that I was weak in a moment to cause the breakup, I may then be left with the extra pain and burden of remorse and guilt piled on top of the pain of separation.

And then there are my well-meaning friends with their misguided efforts and trying to cheer me up by saying I am better off without them.

Dealing with the Hurt

While struggling with the pains of separation I might envy those "swinging singles" who seem to have an "easy come, easy go" attitude about relationships which somehow in one way or the other I had. It may come as some consolation to know that I am fortunate in having the ability to feel both the love (and pain) of separation.

Base to what I heard and perhaps as what Psychologists say base to what I do experienced that despite my vulnerability, and despite the pain I may regularly suffer when I lose love, I am much better off than the people who are unable to develop deep and meaningful relationships.

I think and I guess that without the ability to truly know love they are forced to remain "outsiders" and "observers" to life’s most important human experience.

Even so, the pain of separation hurts, and it hurts very badly.

Never the less I had witness the endless parade of heartbreak songs that have been published, review the writings of poets and I think I suppose so that novelists over the centuries or look at the popularity of psychic advice lines. My experiences have been shared by millions who have preceded me, and I think those people hurt will be experienced by millions more who will follow.

If you only knew it, there are thousands all around in these worlds right now who are feeling the pain of separation and the emptiness of lost love.

Some in anger say, I will never allow it to happen again. That’s just another way of saying, I will never love again.

Sure, for a while it may be necessary to withdraw while healing takes place. But shutting ourselves off from the possibility of love over a long period of time stagnates our life, and it may even eventually send us into a slow, spiraling descent of general withdrawal and despair.

It is said that women take the breakup of a relationship harder than men. But I doubted it so cause in my case it is me that who made the break up as I said a while ago from the beginning of my realization and reflections which somehow I would say that its not only girls know how to make a break up

Ways of Coping with the Loss

There is no one best way to cope with the breakup of a relationship. Each of us is different.

Some people find that it helps to lose themselves in the company of friends. Some don’t want to be around people. Some people find it helps to get away to an entirely different set of conditions. But this didn’t work in my behalf.

Some immediately try to look for a new love interest. Most who try this find that until they get over a previous love, a successful new relationship is impossible.

Nevertheless, there are some important guidelines for coping which somehow I do know from a book been published and it said in here that first, don’t try to immediately repress the hurt. You may only succeed in pushing it beneath the surface where it will eventually make itself manifest in some undesirable, hard-to-uncover form–a general mistrust of affection, a lowered self-concept, general hostility, or whatever.

If you feel like crying, cry. If you feel like ripping up a pillow, rip it up. If it feels good to tear the person’s pictures in a thousand pieces and then set fire to them; do that too. As long as you know that afterward you can live with whatever you do, fine.

So the first step is to accept your hurt as normal and expected. Confront it openly and honestly, but in small, manageable doses.

It’s perfectly all right to feel totally miserable. I am not weak. It is just that I have to apologize or explain to anyone. In short, acceptance in me should taken my hurt as normal and expected, and allow myself of the opportunity to openly work through it.

If I feel that the fault or failure in the relationship was mine, then I guess there is no reason for me then to be afraid to accept the responsibility. So I made a mistake, I had to acknowledge my failure and resolve that it’s one mistake I won’t make again. Contrary to everything I may be feeling it’s not the end of the world.

Specifically, I try to overcome the emotional dependency represented by the relationship. If possible, I do make such plan that is somehow full schedule of things that will give my personal sense of accomplishment and adequacy. I do manage to try to avoid wallowing in sentimentality, pining over love songs, reading old love letters, or reminiscing old times but you know what I can hardly bear in it, in which I do love music and which is something helpful in me not because I want to reminisce but for the fact that still those songs that I had heard are particularly the kind of songs that I am longing to which somehow as I said would help me a lot in moving on.

The Value of Distractions

Distractions can help you deal with your feelings in tolerable stages. A distraction may be the company of friends, a long trip (which obviously I was in HONGKONG and CHINA) or the launching of major and maybe physically-demanding, spare-time project (that if you I can force myself into one).

I do keep myself occupied. Physical activities–jogging, swimming, tennis, badminton or gym. And, l probably also help my sleep. As many people know, just making it through the night is often the most difficult part of each passing day.

I think I don’t need photos or gifts around her that will constantly remind me of the person. Pack them all up and put them away–far away. In a year, or maybe two or three years, I might go through them and keep the things I want and throw out the rest. But to be honest with you, I couldn’t get over with this feeling that I have for her.  I was just much on the words but on the deeds that I had to make seems to be not on the same lane.

“My Fiends Advice”

As to my good friend in life and a brother to me tells me that always remember, as time passes you will have an entirely different perspective on things. But for right now avoid the reminders. If it’s obvious that the relationship is (or should be) over, take the "cold turkey" approach. Don’t constantly "replay" or reexamine conversations or arguments you may have had.

Yes, you will want to evaluate the relationship–to honestly admit its good points and its bad points, its rewards and its problems. But unless you know that a major error was made, something that can and should be fixed, walk away from the relationship and leave it behind. Make a clean and complete break. Wounds will heal faster if you don’t risk constantly reopening them.

Although you may believe at this point that you will never love again, try to remember that there is not just one, "right person" in the world for any of us. In time you can love again. And next time you will be a wiser person, a person who has benefited by experience and is now more capable of a successful relationship.

One final word. I said earlier that in surviving the breakup of a relationship we need to work through feelings of "emotional dependency." Most of the pain we experience after breaking off a relationship is centered in that dependency.

In working through the end of a relationship, most people find, or are forced to find, a new inner strength and adequacy. Although people are important to our lives and happiness, no one person should be allowed to be absolutely essential to that happiness.

If you feel that you "can’t live without someone," know that such dependency betrays your own innate worth and sense of adequacy. By divesting responsibility for our own welfare, we make ourselves vulnerable and we can be easily manipulated.

Above all, we must assume responsibility for ourselves. A truly solid relationship can only result from the blending of two truly solid people.

When a relationship ends very painfully, you may have to face your need to assert and build your own adequacy as a separate, adequate human being. Five years from now you may realize that the pain you went through only marked the beginning of a new sense of strength and personal adequacy. There is always a reason for everything and although we can’t seem to see it at the time, as we go forward and analyze our past experience, a glimmer of recognition as to WHY will slowly form if you heart is open to the lesson.

Replying to this words of encouragement as I would call it, all about this stuff of breaking up it seems that I couldn’t resist the possibility that it is still until now in every beat that I had in my heart in which I am totally longing for her presence keeps me wonder all the time as days pass by.    I can’t be a man of my word when I said all those things which somehow being precise to the feelings that I had before for it is so unexplainable to what can I truly describe her.  I couldn’t measure as to the thickness and the wideness of my desire that I want her back again.  Yes I admit that I am that selfish before as to the demands and needs of a relationship but I learned to what it is truly be in love.  And I think you would say and approved that it really hurt much when you truly love someone unconditionally.

Sunday, June 25th, 2006
How can I defined Love?  What is in it? 
Love is the most important emotion. I think other emotions may be as important, but are not so powerfully moving or interesting to most of us. Love is exciting. There is no need to justify choosing to write about it. Are not most songs love songs? Are not most novels stories featuring love?
    Love in its broad sense is the feeling of strong attraction, and often attachment and protection. It is felt towards other people, towards pets, towards inanimate objects, towards abstractions such as patriotism, religious matters, hobbies, and I suppose nearly everything. It is multifaceted, and includes ordinary self-love, chivalrous love, carnal or sexual love, friendly love, family love. It is an emotion that is closely related to certain others, such as hope. At its simplest level it is what we strongly like.
    I have a hunch that love, like the rose, owes much of its appeal to our mainstream Western culture — and that in some other societies it is by no means such a big deal. Somehow, especially in recent centuries, the notion of romantic love has become elevated far more than it used to be. Why this has happened is for social historians to explain; I don’t know. I will merely say that if one reads the ancient Greeks and Romans, then it is obvious that today love is relatively more significant in our culture. A plethora of differences exist between us and people 2,000 years ago. That doesn’t invalidate my observation that we moderns rate love more importantly now that our ancestors used to.
    It is presumed that sexual attraction, being instinctive, is comparatively constant over the centuries and across cultures. But let’s be clear: sexual attraction is only one manifestation of love. One can be sexually aroused and still feel no love, just as a couple can be married and possess no mutual sexual appetite or love. Some people find they can fulfill sexual needs in one way, and they love something else, such as a hobby or their work.
    When sexual desire, or go ahead and call it sexual need, is very strong, it certainly gets called love. To be precise it may be best termed carnal love. Similarly, a glutton loves food, and an addict perversely loves whatever drug or activity he’s hooked on. Sexual love, then, is not necessarily anything more than an equivalent of an animal being in heat. On the other hand, if two people share a wholehearted, broad-based love for each other, then their sexual relations may be more an expression of their affection than of their instinctive drive.
    Yes, love and sex are too much confused. It is frightful how many beastly rapes and molestations take place, which are sexual but devoid of love completely. Love can be found thriving far from sex, as in a mother’s love for her child, or a religious order’s mystical love of doing glory to God, or of the knight’s chivalrous love towards his country and rulers. The soldier’s courage to defend his family is a kind of love in action. The artist who starves in an attic, living a celibate existence to produce masterpieces, is illuminated by love. Childhood friends who go through life together know love, though not sex, as regards each other. Have I made my point obvious?
    It is, I’m sure. But I’m on a roll and don’t want to stop yet. Love’s antithesis is hate. Hate is often associated with harm or destruction, even death. But again, it is not equal to those. It is strongly held negative emotions, even as love is strongly held positive ones.
    The golden rule, "Love thy neighbor as thyself," or "do unto others as you would have them do unto you," helps us see that if we want people to enjoy peaceful, content existence, we must work together cooperatively, and not let our passions, of either love or hate, get us out of line.
    One thing I’m sure of, is the world would be a better place if all of us individuals had someone or something we loved. I feel sorry for people who are neutral about this, indifferent regarding that, and don’t know what really turns them on. I almost wish there was a law against having no love in ones life. Well, that kind of thinking is too extreme. Is it possible, without love, to be healthy in a mental sense? To be balanced? Can an individuals self-esteem be proper without love? It is certainly possible for a person to be temporarily devoid of love. For example, pick up a random individual, transport him across the planet, and set him into a strange culture, where he knows no one, he knows not a word of the language. He will be in shock, and will love no one, and probably his only love then would be of longing for his familiar life. Just as when I traveled in Hongkong and China were it is only me and no one knew me.  Temporarily, his shock, his sadness, and his bewilderment will be more powerful feelings than any love he feels.
    Since love can be felt in so many different ways, it is a good thing our culture allows people freedom to choose. All the more wondrous that some of us seem to love nothing! What explains this? Are children who were in dysfunctional, abusive situations forced to retreat as it were into a shell, to be calloused against freely opening themselves to the flow of their emotions? Are certain people born with chemical imbalances in their brains which make it impossible for them to feel love? Are some people so prone to liking numerous things that they tend to not strongly like (i.e., love) any one thing in particular?
    To love is to express oneself. Usually ones love is obviously manifested. It may be that even as some of us are generally shy and inhibited, some of us are poorer at loving. Doubtless there are complex, peculiar combinations of factors operating in every individual case. And most of our general rules or common place assumptions are based on behavior prevalent in our culture.
    The chief motivating factor in many of our lives is love. People go to extraordinary lengths and costs to find love, or to give it, to keep it, to hope for it. In some cultures, such as primitive stone-age ones, I’m sure that basic food gathering and survival work is more dominating than any interpretation of love other than love of continuing to live.
    In my life, I prefer to give my time to being with people I love, rather than being paid to spend time working for people whom I don’t love. Similarly, I would rather remain single and wait until I can marry a woman with whom I can share profound love, than cohabit with a woman about who I am indifferent. It is often said "what really counts is that a person does what he or she loves." Yet how many of us really do? How many of us would keep doing our jobs if we didn’t need the money? Few of us. Even if I was suddenly rich financially, I’d still do most of what I do now; I’d not fundamentally change.
    No, money won’t alter me much. Love may. If I decide to marry a woman, and she is eager also, I would stop merely doing whatever I please, and start giving my attention equally to pleasing her. Ideally we’d work very well together. But times would occur when we’d disagree, so I’d yield whenever I possibly could, out of my love and respect, and concern for our marriage.
    The love that motivates people to give freely their very lives is greatly inspiring. If martyrs didn’t have love propelling them, then they at any rate had strong emotions. Sometimes I dream about hypothetical situations that test my love. For example, if the woman I think the very world of, asked me to give up my Seattle existence, to live with her 1,000 miles away — would I do it? Maybe. If I figured there was good odds of living happily ever after, I might. But such questions are answered not just by deliberation, they’re affected by emotion. Love can blind us to logic, reason and common sense. I love so many things about my life in Seattle, and there are so many eligible women here — that the chance of me heading out of town, love blind, is remote. But that I think about such things, shows I am moved mightily by love.
    I am so glad to love my work, to love my family and friends, to love my city, and to love nature. Yes, I want to also love a woman who loves me. That will come. So far it has always been one-way rather than mutual. I’m particular, patient, and confident. It’s sort of a "patting oneself on the back" to say it, but I wish more people would show restraint about forming intimate relationships of the sort that are called marriages. Too many young folks hurry into such arrangements, and all too soon failure comes about. People think it’s easier that it really is. Loving is often easy, but the long-term nurturing and sustaining of the love is work.

LOVE IS SWEETER THE SECOND TIME AROUND

Friday, June 9th, 2006

As the saying goes"LOVE IS SWEETER THE SECOND TIME AROUND" I can honestly say and prove to you guys that its totally true.  Why?  It is for the fact that i do experienced the kind of hardships that i am going through when all of a sudden I felt something deep inside in me that i wanted her back.  I know you would say to me and call me such being stupid cause why does it happen and for all the the times that had passed by why is it that it is only now that i felt this which is somehow I would say there is no reasons to take seems to be much unpredictable.  As far as I am concerned with, me either doesn’t have such any explanation nor anything that I can be able to truly reason out why am I having this experiences that I have never felt before.  I would just say and tell myself that maybe it is just something to be called TRUE LOVE.  To be much honest with myself, I haven’t experienced this kind of situation, till this past few days I was into such major trouble.  Having sleepless nights, pain in my head, much more even pain in the heart to the extent that I can hardly take a breath. I felt being so down that i carry all the problems in this world which somehow it is something just to do with my personal life.  Meaning all of the opportunities that i have to enjoy living in this world makes me think that I just wish I had never been born to this kind of life.  I mean at that time I was totally depressed to the extend that all of the people and my friends that who is so close to me and so supportive in me seems taken me for granted cause at that time they knew that when I am a bit lonely and a bit into such realization I will get mad if they make teased on the kind of relationship that I had and the kind of girl that I am wanting back after all that I did.  Which is somehow I do dump her and now wanting her back…..so ironic isn’t it?  Maybe or perhaps you would ask me and tell me  why does it happened?  Why did I dump her?  For what purpose that I dump her?  I know for those questions that you are asking me there’s a total explanation on it. And i guess I have to answer it for you to know and for you to be able to learn a lesson out of what I did that seemingly it isn’t good enough that you would dump a girl especially the one that you love most cause it is just only then that you can realize that you truly love that person when he or she is away in you.  So, that’s it….better think it over before you have to conclude such break up.  Now, going back to the kind of feeling that I have for her is totally at that time we are doing great.  For just 3 months of being lovers we are doing great until all of a sudden I break up with her. Why?  What s the reasons behind?  Well, at that time that we are lovers yeah we are okay and doing great but what makes it complicated is because of the time that somehow I was been pressured in which she is so demanding to me to the extent that I have to be there not taking any such considerations that I had explain to her.  Much more even I was preoccupied - occupied with the things that I was been busy with especially the kind of work that I have which is my small business of retailing and wholesaling sort of a general merchandise store.  I was too in demand with my parents to do such help especially at that time that in the establishment that we had lots of things to be carried from one place to the other cause of the customers buying some goods that has to be delivered by me cause at that time we don’t have sales boy.  From one establishment to the other I am the one in charge of the delivery, packing the goods that the customers bought from us, then after, that I have to go to the other Establishment which is my own which the same procedure, the same thing that I have to do until I was not in good mood cause of the reason that thinking I am still young and somehow to enjoy the kind of life being a teenager.  Many of my friends who are my playmates in tennis and badminton and my gym buddy in work out encourages me to have some fun and time for myself as well as they wanted me to be with them too but I just said to them that good for you that you are enjoying your life being as a cool teenager or somehow being a good adult might as well as I can describe them, cause in my part I have lots of things to do which, most especially the debt that my supplier gave me some stocks to be sold that it is only good for a month then after that i had to pay to them in cash the stock that is been sold or not which is according to our agreement before getting and been delivered to the establishment that I have.  So it is a kind of pressure in me, really it is, cause I have to make some sales talks in order for the customer that I can encourage that they can buy it cause of the quality and the quantity of the product that I am selling to them specially that it has to be taken directly after being cooked.  From a long weekend of working and striving hard of greater sales, Sunday comes which is the time that I can totally spend with my girlfriend(actually my X-girlfriend by now). Before the time that we agreed upon and the place where we can meet we do already had this agreement on the day before but what makes me feel irritated is that she keeps on texting me which somehow in one way or the other I have this kind of feeling that she doesn’t trust me as to the agreement that we had.  So, never the less much after upon our meeting still she confronted me why is it that I haven’t replied to her messages, why is that I am too late to be there, and why is it that I wore such polo shirts that somehow seems not good to look at or why is it that I haven’t take my lunch or snacks.  To be totally honest with myself, I am the kind of person in which I don’t like repetitions to the extend that it would irritate me.  Repetitions in me would be okay 3 times only but beyond that then I think there is something behind on it.  Another thing is that, when I met someone or just make a nod or a smile to a certain girl, there are so many questions that she would ask as to who,what and why that girl is smiling at me which somehow having doubts to the relationship that we had. She is so demanding on me in the sense that she wants me to be there 24/7 a day.  So, seems that you do know the whole story in me which i relate in you as to the question why i dump her I think you got the answer of it. 

As time passes by, years to come suddenly i was been stabbed by a knife in my heart which it suck into the deepest part of it that somehow it creates and make a scar and it leaves a saying I want her back again but that I can’t tell why I am having this kind of feeling of wanting her back again? Perhaps, it would be much greater if I should had given this before and besides it is an enormous feeling that had happened if I just did it right before.  So much waste in me that I did it.  I was so being so rude and so stubborn and much more being ridiculous ashole jerky bitch.  I was in deep shit to this kind of feeling that I couldn’t imagine that this had happened to me.  I mean I don’t really expect of this thing called KARMA. Indeed, totally it happened to me and believe me or not I was in tearful eye thinking that I had to end my life but thanks to all my friends that somehow care for me especially my good best friend MR. Jesse seems advices me that its not the end of the world.  There are still many girls out there waiting or somehow trying to help you out but you know what, my answer to this was there are maybe many fishes out there in the sea but my lover is my sea.  So, at that point in time my best friend calm down in me and tap my back saying its okay.  Time would just tell if you are really meant for each other.  Until I remembered something out that the grand essentials of happiness are something to do, something to love and something to hope for.   I know for a fact also that in the midst of my loneliness and despair in life still I manage to be happy for happiness is not a destination but it is a method of life.  I think I cannot question love when it has its own reasons for love will always be as it always has been silent,mysterious and deeply profound and I believe that love is forever.  That love never dies only to be disillusioned in the end when I shall find my hands empty and my hearts longing.  But I know that love is only a gift given to me and as for that I should not hold it in my hands for I may never find the strength to let it go when it decides to leave.  I should only embrace it warmth and glow while it last and then freely open my arms when its time to say GOODBYE.  I believe that when I fall in love with someone, I don’t want that feeling to end, for it is everything I am and everything i wanted to be and as for that I pray that love will stay and grow in my heart.  But if it doesn’t , then I should not be taken by it for life not end my heartaches begin.  And I think there’s always a reason then that I have to move on.  I know its hard for me then to say goodbye to the feelings that I have for her but still I don’t want to wave my hand for  heavy heart for love will set its wings free and find a place where it belongs.  I may lost it but again when I close my eyes and listened to the echoes of my heart, I will hear that feeling resounding silently forever.  Then I’ll know that it has never left me for the good that it had become because of love that will always stay.  It will always be there reminding me that i should be thankful and happy not because I have lost love…lost my X-girlfriend but because for once in my life that feeling live in my heart and make me happy.