Sometimes life feels awful. Grief and loss can seem like holes in our being, drains through which our hopes and dreams fade.
What's the meaning of something when no one is around to remember it with you? Do our memories suffice by themselves.
One size does not fit all when it comes to relationship advice. One great therapist may say to watch out for rebound relationships, and another great therapist may present a different kind of analysis. The therapist might say, Do you practice with discernment when you date? or are you looking for sex with almost anything that breathes? Except probably the therapist would say that last bit in a different way. I hope.
My point here is that the healing process takes various shapes for all of us. As long as we're caring for our health, we might take different steps. Some might like being in relationships and so seek out another one lickety-split. Others may wait until every tether to the former is gone before beginning to seek another, a path I kind of doubt ever really manifests. If your story proves me wrong, I welcome the correction.
We are each an individual in relationship with others, never fully connected yet potentially always seeking connection. This is biology and spiritual principle alike. In the social context, we don't choose what another person does. We have control over only our own mechanisms, thought processes, and actions. Some people rely on luck or chance or the Way or whatever you call it in your head from moment to moment. All we can really do is be responsible for ourselves and do the best we can, though.
If later these actions seem untenable, we must allow that, too. Maybe it's then that we explore ourselves a bit more and create a deeper connection overall with something much larger than ourselves and relationships in general.
Well hello there.