{"id":4365,"date":"2012-11-05T11:07:56","date_gmt":"2012-11-05T19:07:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.noomii.com\/blog\/?p=4365"},"modified":"2012-11-05T11:18:30","modified_gmt":"2012-11-05T19:18:30","slug":"princes-to-toads-the-self-care-cure-for-crappy-relationships","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.noomii.com\/blog\/?p=4365","title":{"rendered":"Princes to Toads? The Self-Care Cure for Crappy Relationships"},"content":{"rendered":"
Do you feel uneasy when you are away from your partner?<\/address>\n
Do you feel desperate about your need for a relationship?<\/address>\n
Do you obsess about finding a future mate?\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0<\/address>\n
Do you find that you have a pattern of repeating relationships that aren’t good for you?<\/address>\n
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My life was over when my dreamy middle-school boyfriend broke up with me and took my best friend to the prom. Teenage heartbreak, but I came to notice that he was a jerk with bad skin, a mediocre vocabulary, and I was much better off without him. <\/em><\/p>\n

My life was over when my charming high-school sweetheart cheated on me and I was left all alone in a new college city. He went on to be an insurance salesman with a strong tendency to date all his waitresses. Twenty-something heartbreak.<\/em><\/p>\n

My life was over when my eleven-year marriage to my soul-mate fell apart, after years of\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0<\/em>struggling through counseling. Thirty-something heartbreak.<\/em><\/p>\n

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In the end, I could see that we were extremely volatile, and a marriage wasn’t the magic solution to all my problems. Not too long after that, I thought my life was over when my new boyfriend said he was “done,” because I was so f&*@ing clingy.<\/p>\n

Each time a relationship ended, or threatened to end, I was wracked with feelings of panic. When I was alone, or even away from my mate, I felt uneasy. I was desperate for love, desperate for attention, desperate for a relationship. I’m not surprised my new boyfriend wanted to run in the other direction. Let’s just say that “desperate” was not a good look for me.<\/p>\n

These men were granted by me: mystical, magical qualities which they didn’t really deserve. I thought each one was a knight, and while they thoroughly enjoyed it, they didn’t really merit. It’s not that I didn’t care about myself, I just cared about my relationships more. A romantic relationship defined me. Unless I was romantically intertwined, I just didn’t feel normal. Finding and keeping a man was pretty much my whole life strategy.<\/p>\n

Let’s talk solutions.<\/p>\n