Yeah, I've experienced that. Still do on occassion. There were days when I didn't even want to think about the day when I wouldn't see him again a... read more
discussion post on Mon, November 23, 2009 - 5:12 PM
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There is no substitute for peace.
Whoever tries to win you over into trying out new things that you have already rejected, is simply trying to control you. "Be wary of those who enjoy your attentions but who do not place a premium on your society." Celestia "The inevitable end of a relationship is no reason not to go there in the first place." What you want isn't merely what you get. It's where you'll be. It's who you'll be. Better to sprain your sensibilities early than to find your life irrevocably fractured down the road. Speak now or forever sacrifice your peace. (Just Say What You Want, Tien) I will begin to listen to what my feelings are trying to tell me. I may not always know what to do, but I am willing to experiment with my greatest asset. No man can ever guarantee you a "happily ever after", and you need to take responsibility for creating a life that you, and only you can live with, right now. There's no such thing as a 'fun fling' with someone who takes advantage of you. "I’m compatible with someone who loves, respects, trusts, and cares about me, that has values, shares my values, and isn’t trying to fight being a decent person in a decent relationship. I'm not compatible with bullsh*t." (Baggage Reclaim)
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Re: So confused and alone
(in Limerence Experienced)
The thought of not hearing from him again make you feel like your heart has been ripped out...
Yeah, I've experienced that. Still do on occassion. There were days when I didn't even want to think about the day when I wouldn't see him again a... read more discussion post on Mon, November 23, 2009 - 5:12 PM
Re: Outcomes of Limerent Experience while Married
(in Limerence Experienced)
and I think it IS a survival urge :) I know EXACTLY what you mean by that.
discussion post on Mon, November 23, 2009 - 12:17 PM
Re: Outcomes of Limerent Experience while Married
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Kate,
I feel like such a teacher type handing out book assignments all the time :) but... There is a great book for women called Women Who Run with the Wolves that I think may help you identify that "missing thing". That book helped me a ... read more discussion post on Mon, November 23, 2009 - 11:57 AM
Re: OMG I Told My Husband Today
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Way to go Kate! :)
For me, part of my limerence was feeling that I was not being seen or heard as Me... that DH didn't know Me (and what he did know I suspected he didn't like). I think what you did was so courageous and honorable - and i... read more discussion post on Sat, November 21, 2009 - 4:49 AM
Re: limerence and symbolism
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Hi :)
I have to "steal" others symobols and images... I don't have a particularly creative mind. I ran across this poem this fall that is FULL of images and symbols that felt like they were stolen from my heart (limerence), once I read them.... read more discussion post on Fri, November 20, 2009 - 11:06 AM
I am come into a Presence.
Fri, June 26, 2009 - 6:54 PM
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passionate with patience familiar as sorrow, stern as a rock that questions dash against and die like waves away into a stillness worn and dear as a mother’s hands, a space of mercy, a space of quiet a dear and gracious place. and shall I truly know some day that high, glad, lifting joy that lilting happiness? I am open to the earth and sky washed by rain and dried by sun, the scarecrow stands in empty fields as happy and as free. And wheeling... read more
I stumbled on this poem this morning and it's too beautiful, profound, to not share with others. I think the author knows a thing or two about love, maybe limerence.
Fri, June 26, 2009 - 8:58 AM
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I hope you guys enjoy it. Here's part 1. De Noche I am hollow for loving without return. I am chambered, echoing only your name. falling from wretched fingers, a handful of shriveled grass died this long hot shimmering summer, in the little well-loved garden; to the eyes worn with wearied hope the rains ne... read more
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