I have a lot on my mind. I don’t like posting my thoughts before I’ve had a chance to think about them… Typically I will journal (in my handwritten journal) first and then feel better about sharing on here. I can’t seem to get the clarity on here via typing.
Anyway, so I’ve been thinking about relationships… about the relationships I have with others and about the relationship I have with myself. Today the big topic was “Commitment.” I had a long and drawn out conversation with a good friend about the topic.
I realized that a lot of my relationships with significant others have been immature and so there hasn’t ever been any sense of real “commitment” established. Immature relationships with alcoholics and drug addicts aren’t really a good foundation for a solid relationship. Anyway, there was one person, that despite my lack of maturity at the time, I had “commitment” with. Ashley.
She would probably beg to differ, but I am now where she was. At the time, when we dated, I made a stupid mistake. I am now that person she needed me to be. Anyway, I would have to say that that was when I most understood commitment, and sadly enough, that’s the only time I’ve ever physically been in a relationship where commitment has been demonstrated.
I have had other relationships – friendships, where there has been commitment, and there was certainly romantic attraction there… Off the top of my head, Syndee, Heike, Katherine… But I was never with these people because they were all somehow unavailable. I must say that I now know what I want, and I know exactly what to look for. Commitment is related to respect. There can’t be commitment without respect.
With that being said, all of these unhealthy, codependent relationships I’ve had lacked respect, which explains why there wasn’t any commitment. That just goes to show how important “respect” is. I think it’s something worth looking at. The way you respect yourself (or don’t) and the way you respect others. There seems to be a direct link.
I want to be in a relationship where respect is demonstrated. It’s weird to think so many relationships I’ve been in have lacked it. I wonder where I learned this from? To date people who lack respect for themselves and others. Where did I see this from? I imagine I am imitating my father. My father stayed by my mother’s side despite her lack of self-respect. My mother, like many of the women I have dated, seemed to have issues where extramarital affairs are part of the picture.
I feel kind of guilty for splurging her business on a public forum, but it’s something to learn from. My dad I guess didn’t have much respect for himself by staying with her. With that being said, I don’t want to make that same mistake, and that is why I continuously, every day look at myself and where I’m at – where I’ve been.
I try to figure out where I’ve been and where I am now not to make the same mistake. I know why I stay. I also know where my heart stands.
I was talking to Heike (the good friend) about “circles” and how there are different levels of trust and they’re all directly related to respect. I need that respect in order to be happy in life. It’s a shame that I can’t attract a partner who demonstrates this because they are all taken. It irritates me.
I know that eventually I will attract the partner who is supposed to be in my life. I don’t want Ashley to snooze and lose. That sounds horrible, but it’s true. I can’t help it that she’s in denial right now. Everyone knows it, but I can’t and shouldn’t have to wait around. Yet, I do. Yet I know there are others out there who will also demonstrate the same level of respect – whether or not they will ignite my passion, etc. is another story. But still. Time is ticking and time is truly of the essence.
I need to be clear and honest with myself and set and establish firm boundaries with others. I have now been made aware of the reasons in which I stay, and I need to work on that. I need to get myself out of this situation and clear this baggage to make room for the new. Our past doesn’t stay with us if we’ve learned from our mistakes, and I mean truly learned. As in, on a heart level… not head.