I had a really strange moment earlier this week where the first (and only other) guy I really loved popped up on my facebook as having married the girl he'd been going out with for several years. We had lots of issues and would never have worked out long term, and it ended very messily over an on/off period so from start to finish it was about 2 years. I was going through some pretty serious issues with depression but only realised after we'd properly split up. we met a couple of times afterwards where we caught up and had a lovely final parting. One of the main things that I used to fear (one of the reasons things didn't go well) was he was so ambitious and used to say he was going to move to America or the south of England to pursue his career. Now, several years on, I am with a guy who is so much more compatible and I just feel so happily settled with him. But I was the one who ended up moving away from where I had SO wanted to stay, and the guy I split from stayed and married his gf there. I felt this really peaceful feeling when I saw the pics because the 19/20 year old me would have gone off the wall beserk at the idea we could ever split up and find happiness somewhere else, but I just felt so happy for him and so grateful to have found a lasting, kinder and more compassionate love partially as a result of my first love helping me to find the support I needed to get better and get a better perspective of what I really needed.
It's strange these days with facebook that you can keep in touch without ever speaking again whereas a few years ago people wouldn't have a clue how each other was or what they were doing. .
Just wanted to share that as I was feeling all peaceful with it!
