This Question Changed My Life

I was in a 5 year relationship with someone I deeply cared for. Our last year, things shifted. We grew distant. Our interests no longer aligned. The same conversations about change with nothing to come of it. Resentments grew as we found ourselves in routine and resignation.

My heart began to whisper, โ€œ๐˜๐˜ตโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต.โ€ I was terrified. Was it a phase? Would I be making a huge mistake? The thought of a breaking up was shattering. We lived together, shared friends, years of memories. Weโ€™d talked about the future, and yet, we wanted different things. My world felt small. And when I wanted it to expand, to write a book about my divorce and healing, the past felt off-limits. It became clear that my relationship wasnโ€™t a container for healing, maybe because I hadnโ€™t yet learned to hold that space for myself. I was scared and confused and didnโ€™t trust myself to make the right decision. I wanted to be sure. I sought out life coaches, card readers, psychics and spiritual advice. I tried tapping and meditation and prayer. It wasnโ€™t until I went to see a Shaman that clarity arrived.

She asked, โ€œ๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ?โ€
Just like that everything changed.


๐—œ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜, ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜, ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ.


I was grateful for the clarity, but terrified of what it meant. Ending that relationship took longer than it should. It was one of the hardest things Iโ€™ve ever done, but I wasnโ€™t honoring him by staying. He deserved better. I deserved to belong to myself first ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ to be in a relationship that could hold space for my healing.


Sometimes painful endings are beautiful beginnings. Sometimes heartbreak is actually a homecoming. Sometimes we have to ask what we would want for the ones we love to discover what we also deserve. Sometimes we have to follow our hearts, wherever they lead, regardless of the cost.