I look into the eyes of my ex-husband and I see a man that I used to love but no longer do. What do I feel for him now? Confusion. I know that he and I had 13 years together, 11 of those married, and yet when I look at him I feel just a void. He isn’t who I was meant to be with. And we fought all of the time. It was literally a fight for us every day to stay together. We argued about everything. I swear that we both insisted that the sky was a different color, and then we would argue that the other person had said something different. It was draining and troubling and I was certainly sicker and sicker all of the time. My life was constant conflict.
And now? Now I am with my soul mate. God created my mate for me and me for him. We are perfect together. Deeply in love. The best part is that the drama is over. The bipolar isn’t, not by a long shot. But there is no fighting. I didn’t even know that was possible. When we don’t agree we talk, and sometimes we agree to disagree and other times we see the other person’s point of view. But we don’t yell. We don’t put the other person down. We don’t berate. We simply love. And although I have bipolar disorder he sees me as a whole person. He sees me as well. And the bipolar is something we treat together.
I wish everyone could have what he and I have.