PS: It’s my view so pardon me for
speaking about it only from my own perspective. So if you get confused just go
back and read the title.
Breaking up for many is a hard
task. It’s hard for both parties really. The initiator and the reactor.
Personally, I have been on both sides of the slate, and I would have to say
it’s painful on both ends. But I must say that it totally sucks when you are the
reactor because half the time, you don’t even have a clue it’s coming.
So let me explain both terms to
you for better understanding. The INITIATOR and REACTOR. The two opposite poles
in the breaking up process. The initiator is most commonly known as the dumper/
jerk/ asswipe/ bitch/ idiot/ gold-digger…you name it. While the reactor on the
other end is the dumpee, more commonly known as the Great girl/guy that you let
go off.
The reason why you decide to
break up are usually varied, but essentially, could contain any or more of the
following:
- One of you cheated and got caught. (mind you cheating is cheating regardless of the type).
- Both of you grew apart; had different goals and life expectations.
- One of you got cold feet; wasn't ready to take it to the next level, or stay in this one.
- One person has commitment phobia.
Now if you are the
reactor/dumpee, it’s pretty hard to believe that home boy is calling it quits.
It’s almost always surreal, like you are living outside of your body watching
his mouth as he lets the words slip out, telling you why both of you can’t be
together. Inside you are screaming, crying, railing and wrapping your fingers
around his neck, trying to get him to shut up. But outside you are frozen in
place, heart beating fast, hoping that in a few minutes he will break into a
laugh and tell you it’s all a joke. None of these happen and eventually, and
you face reality.
At this point is usually where
your reaction sets in. For me, it’s usually a delayed response. I want to be
dramatic and throw a fit but being the diva that I am, I simply can’t. I tend
to just smile, say okay and bye. Why exit so quickly? Oh well, because if I stay
one minute too late, I know like I just know I would be bawling all over his
shoulder, and begging him to change his mind. And a big girl would not do that
(big girls don’t cry). So I exit as gracefully as I can and take my tears to
the safety of my bedroom and pillow, and I call up that dear friend who would
listen to me rant. (You’re reading this and you know yourself) *wink wink*
However, if you are the
initiator, it’s relatively easier but just a tad. Since you know the
relationship is about to end, you would have probably spent a few days/weeks/months
thinking about how you’re going to do it and what you are going to say. You've already to some extent, started the grieving process so you are now more
emotionally prepared.
For pit’s sake don’t offer me the
‘let’s be friends’ line. Please don’t I DO NOT want to be your friend. If I
wanted to be your friend, I wouldn't have given you my heart in the first
place. Being your friend isn't a condolence prize…sorry hun you lost the relationship jackpot but let’s be friends.
Grrrr!
You have just turned my world
upside down in matter of minutes…nothing you say or do right then is going to
make me feel any better short of you dropping dead. Also don’t try and get an
emotional response from me (some guys would say ‘say something’…ermmm like what
please?). If I’m not giving you any, chances are I’m holding on to my sheer
force of will. So casting blame on me or trying to goad me is only going to
make me snap…and oh boy you most certainly don’t want that.
My suggestion: say what you need
to say and take a step quickly because darling, that way they won’t have to
scrape your remains off the floor. (And the violent taketh by force) LMAO.
As usual stay beautiful
xoxo Chantel.

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