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*Be Part Of The Narrative Journal Guest Entry: “He Is Gone…”

Through the art of journal writing submitted by you the reader, it is the hope that these journal entries will create an online library housing a collection of men’s narrated experiences. Each week, “Be Part of the Narrative” hope to feature a guest journal entry submitted by our female readers. It is our belief an important part of men developing healthier relationships and deeper connections with themselves and others is to understand the woman’s point-of-view.

I am broken, well bruised actually. I don’t know how to feel right now. I just had a proper fight with my Prince Charming. I don’t think he is coming back because we don’t have fights, we are always happy. He leads a hectic life and a fight is something he doesn’t have strength for, so today I may have committed an offense that’s unforgivable due to the dynamics of this relationship. I don’t really know what came over me. Between the fear of losing him or letting him go, it was all too much and I just exploded. I was very cold, actually piercing cold to say the least. Immediately after I hung up, I broke down. Something tells me I needed to break down this way before it was too late. I hate this country.

 Something about it makes me really sad and with no sight of my Prince Charming I might not make it. I miss him so much and just want to hold him and never let go. But of course, I might never see him again or hear from him. I guess it wasn’t a fairytale ending after all, rather a nerve wrecking. I feel like a piece of me has died. I last felt like this when my first boyfriend dumped me, except this time I won’t beg him not to leave as I know better now. I will live and cherish all the memories. I think I might have loved him as I have never felt so strongly about someone like this before. Oh God what have I done…

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One Response to “*Be Part Of The Narrative Journal Guest Entry: “He Is Gone…””

  1. hitandrun1964

    It’s more about what one will do, than what one has done. And horrible things seem horrific when they are happening but later,when we can breathe again, we see that we made it through another tidal wave. It amazes me the things we can survive. One thing I have learned is that we don’t know what’s actually going on in our lives. When I look back I can see that some of the worst things I thought had happened to me, saved me from something worse. It takes time to be able to recognize that the Universe has your back, but I think it might. Life is hard but we make it harder by not trusting that what’s happening to us might be in our favor. That’s easy to say when you’re not the one in the eye of the storm but it’s something to hold on to so you don’t go under.

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