Friday, June 21, 2013

Sex and the Single Ghost Hunter: Never Say "I Love You" First?


First time I told my ex I loved him, he had to think about it for a few weeks. He finally said it with much hesitation and not at all naturally speaking from his heart or soul. I wasn't demanding the words, but I think he got to noticing the silence after I said it at the end of each evening. Emoting was an especially uncomfortable thing for him. Ultimately, at the end of the marriage, I was begging him to be kind to me, to kiss me, to say something nice. I didn't realize, maybe he never really wanted to be there the whole 31 years. It was an intimate situation for someone who was uncomfortable with intimacy.

As I left the marriage, I found a transitional man that vigorously wooed me, was into all the same things as me, thought I could do anything, was tender, funny, lovable, and passionate. I told him I loved him and he didn't speak to me again for years. 

Then, I found a guy who was everything my ex wasn't. We were talking about living together and I finally told him I loved him. He took some time before he came back with a casual "Luv ya" that turned soon after into a "see ya later."

After a healthy friendship and then testing the chemistry, I got brave enough to tell a man I was falling in love with him and he promptly told me he didn't love me.

Hmmm...


Well, let's review these men:

The first one had intimacy issues and OCD and did not really like human contact. Perhaps not a good person to give love to.

The second man was married, although he hinted it was a troubled one, he had no plans to leave his (I found out eventually) new bride.

The next one was a boy-man who did not want to move from mommy and daddy's house and had been single for 50 years.

The other one was a man who vowed he had lost the ability to love anyone.

So, saying "I love you first," is a huge risk. It's not like me to hold back feelings. I live my life by the simple principle of anyone who has lost almost everyone they love to dying and moving onto the next plane of existence - I never let anyone guess how important they are. Nothing unsaid. Nothing undone. No regrets.

Epiphany: Love is something that happens from one person or another and, if you're freaking lucky, both people for each other. Whether there is a guarantee it's returned or not, it's never wasted. Someone needed to know they were lovable. Maybe no one will let me know I'm lovable, but I have let them know that there was something precious about them. Nothing unsaid. Nothing undone. No regrets.

Would I say it first again? Well, look at it this way, when you had a kid, you loved that kid. When you had a second kid, you managed to have love for that one. And the next one. So it is with love. Love is a wellspring, not a bucket with limited contents. It's renewable and sacred and the gift that every human has earned the right to possess and pass along.



3 comments:

  1. Until I dared to tell my wife I loved her, I used to say “I`m in care with you”. It must have worked.

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  2. "I love you..."

    Three of the scariest words in the English language... and probably any other. I think Seinfeld did an episode on telling someone that you loved them. Lack of response, etc., and what all that could entail.

    AUGH!!

    ~shoes~

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  3. OUCH IM SORRY THAT HAPPEN TO YA
    THOSE GUY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT A CATCH YOU WERE I FELL BAD FOR YA ITS NEVER EASY TO SAY THE 3 WORDS FIRST
    U LIVE AN LEARN FOR SURE :)
    NEXT GUY I HOPE TREAT YA RIGHT AN TREAT YA GOOD :)

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