Dec 15, 2005 15:44
Uncontrollable, Inappropriate, Giddy, Wonderful Laughter. Who knew that breaking up with someone could make me so deliriously delighted? Just twenty minutes I said the words, "I'm going to be honest with you. Things aren't working out anymore- we both know it. It isn't fun and it hasn't been for a while." My declaration met silence and I could hear his disbelief that this girl would ever start the parting words. This girl, who loves loves loves loves, who has never not wanted connection. He gave me a quiet "Ok" and I chatted meaninglessly, if only to fill the gaps, "I don't feel bad about it. You shouldn't either." His response: "Im glad you don't." He tried for hope, a promise of reconnection after winter's break but I said a definite no. "Rachel," he said very seriously, "Are you seeing someone else?"
No, Im not. But I have seen myself: A brilliant, new version of this lovely young woman. 5 months ago, I wondered if I'd ever be the one to leave first, or if I'd always be left wanting. And now, all Im left wanting is to carry this coat of confidence through to my next relationship.