sporStatistically, You Will Marry the Wrong Person. Here’s Why
I once met the person I had been pleading with the cosmos to send me. Even how we first connected was just how I had envisioned.
We ended up being the only two guests at a distant farm while I was on a solo rock-climbing road trip due to a sequence of unlucky and unusual circumstances.
We had a lengthy talk that went late into the night on the first evening we met. We became inextricably linked at that point. We traveled across the nation while climbing, making out, and having a great time on the road. We gave everything we had and supported one another during trying times. I made the decision to relocate to his state by the end of that road trip.
It seems that is the ideal fairy tale. Even so, it wasn’t.
There was never a time when I felt emotionally safe, but there were plenty of times when I felt incredibly alone.
It was perplexing. This is exactly what I wanted, wasn’t it?
Now I understood that I had only communicated to the universe what I desired to do in a relationship, not how I desired to feel.
We shared the same lifestyle aspirations, hobbies, and passions on the outside. Internally, we had discordant beliefs, distinct ways of expressing our emotions, and ways of resolving disagreements.
We split up.
I was unable to fully explain what was wrong when questioned, but I was aware that nothing felt quite right.
After that, I met someone who was the complete antithesis of what I had in mind. at least in writing. We didn’t have the same lifestyle objectives, our chemistry wasn’t immediately strong, and we were on very different wavelengths.
Even yet, even now, years later, spending time with him is pure delight. Never before have I felt so deeply loved and accepted for who I am. We have a surprising amount of playfulness throughout our days. We were on quite different life paths when we first met, yet today it looked as though we had jointly built a reality that was perfectly in harmony.
How did I make such a mistake?
