Where does the love go when a relationship is over?

Do you really think it's appropriate to plaster this mans picture and name all over the internet?

Do you really think it's appropriate for you to be telling intimate details about his life to GLP?

Come on Phen, you know better....

I don't know why the fuck she is posting this shit here.

-sigh-

It's one thing to tell an anonymous story but to dox the guy?

What the fuck.

Oh shit! n/m: I googled the card writer!


They seriously have the SAME FACE!!!!!

WTF ?

^Find him, stan him and date him!!!

Good luck, dollface!

Very likely when people are in serious relationship, they effectively make a personality for that relationship.

Thats why females cry at end of it, to disassociate from that personality, and move on.

But of course things can trigger those memories, and bring back that personality again, like seeing that person, or hearing a song or watching some movie or tv show, that stimulates that personality to be brought back.

Females may have a different personality for every interaction they have with a male. Thats some females, it may not work like that in all females.

Its why females will break down crying at end of a relationship, to disassociate from that personality she has made to be with that male.

But that personality still exists in her, and can be triggered in many ways, including seeing that person again.

Everyone is different, and what i wrote above may be more obvious in some females then others.

Like if a female has 100 relationships in her life, she may of had a different personality for each, and then she would dissociate from that personality, and move on.

But that personality still exists in her, and she may reopen it with certain triggers.

Multiple personalities is real, today they call it dissociative disorder.

So op, the love if real never really goes, its just that in females especially she will disassociate from that personality she had with that person.

Certain triggers can bring back that personality, and how she felt.

You never truly lose real love connection, you just have disassociated from it.

Imprinting was broken and transposed.

It leaves everything empty.

I've learned that if you look to anyone on the outside for happiness and fulfillment, sooner or later you're going to be disappointed. Every single time.

I've concluded that love does exist. But it has a shelf life. It has an expiration date.

Where does love go? Down the drain, as pain. As tears. Leaving the container empty.

Recently a woman told me she loves me. I never expected to hear those words again.

I like her. I even have some fondness for her. She's as beautiful as a covergirl. But I will never say those words back to her. And I will never have, nor expect to have, any sort of meaningful relationship with her, or anyone. That era of my life is over. I'm done with it.

Phenn, is it possible he was a narcissist or a psychopath? I ask because this is a pattern some have. Stage 1 is a love bombing stage, (it can last months or longer.) Then devaluation and discard. If so, there was no real love from their side. False promises are also another trademark.

Healthy people do not just abandon a working relationship like this.

On the other side of the coin, it can leave the trusting partner trauma bonded. A trauma bond is stronger than an ordinary bond, and is very difficult to break.

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where does the love go when the relationship is over?

The story herein is non-fiction; true events that occurred in my life.

Where does the love go when a relationship is over?

Is love just a temporary, quintessential emotion? The best of relationships create tons of passionate electricity, a bonding connection, with laughter and some tears. Then when it's over, often nothing remains but memories. Is love generated from oneself?. Do "we" create a state of mind and feeling from the interactions we have with another person?. Does love abide independent of our own feelings, bodies, chemical reactions, and the situation that creates it?.

The loss of a love, it's one of the most profound types of pain we can feel. One grieves in the same manner as a physical death but it may manifest in other directions. Rejection is an acrimonious bitter pill. There is an anguishing distress in your heart every single time you think about them, or hear a song on the radio, or come across something of a reminder of them. You experienced pinnacles of happiness when you are with them, and now when they leave, you experience a nadir of torment in sadness.

Some couples have demonstrated decades of longevity, i.e. golden anniversaries, and their love remains unyielding. Some have the life-long commitment, but are trapped in a loveless relationship.

Many relationships that I have observed start off as that some kind of wonderful, however once the "honeymoon period" has worn off, the relationship wans and they break up. They tend to move on, and begin new relationships. Some I've seen equate to that of an assembly line, going from one relationship to another.

Was it really love they were experiencing? The definition of love is in essence 'an intense feeling of deep affection or admiration'. It is unconditional, non-judgmental, and selfless.

How can one feel so deeply for another, and then not?

My story began 42 years ago. A man I fell in love with while I was still in high school, was the brother of a good friend. We were together a few years. 1980-83. My parents loved him, and he treated me well. He had bought me a promise ring, with the intent we would marry once he graduated from truck driving school, and me from dental school. One day, I had called him and he wasn't home. I called for a week, and the response was the same. I finally drove to his house, and received the news from his kid brother. The love of my life went to Florida, and nobody knew how to reach him. Needless to say, I was devastated. I had no clue he was going to leave me. The last night we were together was a normal evening for us both. For 36 years I carried this loss with me. My life post 1983 was a void. I lived, I existed but I emotionally was rendered an empty shell.

Meanwhile, I had married twice to men I didn't love, and had 2 children. I have an antiquated belief system, where you only get one great love in a lifetime. There is no past tense in love. I could "love", but not be IN LOVE with someone. That was predominantly the reason why these marriages didn't work. These men knew how I felt pre-marriage.

36 years later he and I met again. His sister needed legal & other assistance with her parents estate at a time when I was visiting my former hometown. He claimed he didn't "remember" why he left me years ago. My heart forgave him and we renewed our relationship. It was the fairy-tale come true. I was finally getting my happy ending. He promised me he would never hurt me again. He promised he would never leave me again. He said the reason he was still single and had never married, was because he was waiting for me all his life. I was 'the one' he said. The way he would look at me, was as if he was looking at me for the very first time. I saw the 'love' in his facial expressions. His eyes reflected the love. *I've since questioned myself; did I see what I wanted to see?

On my birthday he gave me a card which was the most beautiful card I ever read.



The love I feel for him consumed every fiber of my being. I need him to breathe. My life is defined by him. He returned the sentiment, or so I believed. I deduce, when you're IN LOVE, you can "feel" it. Or is that a blind attribute? Disillusionment?

My definition of REAL love is being ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

Two months after he gave me that card for my birthday, we were married. It was just us in a small ceremony. It was romantic. I was ecstatic. I was going to grow old with the love of my life. The "perfect" storybook romance. It didn't matter to me that he didn't have "money" (saved). I would have lived in a cardboard box with him. I was proud of him. He had many faults, however I loved him regardless. As long as we had each other, that was the greater rich for me. Love trumps money in my opinion.

By July, a mere 3 months after we were married, it was over as he threw me away. He broke every promise he made to me - again. He was flippant & acted as if we weren't real. What happened? How do you go from professing eternal love and commitment to a "bye, see ya" disposition? I was left with a 3 month marriage & unrequited love. I begged him to provide me with an explanation, however he couldn't break from the constraints of his egocentric mentality.

Has love become disposable?

I was wrecked. He broke me a second time. I'm damaged goods. He emotionally paralyzed me. I should hate him but I an unable. I am a pragmatist, and I cannot come up with an explanation as to why he left me again. He had once questioned my integrity, as to why I married twice and where I admittedly didn't love these men. Here he did the same with me. Was this my karma?

The last 4 years I have beaten myself up, trying to figure out how one could love another one minute, then not love the next. From June of 2016 to July of 2018 I showed him everyday how much I loved him. I did everything to please him.

I ask myself everyday, 'what did I do in my life, that was so horrible, to deserve this?'. I'm a good person, generous/giving, smart, highly intelligent; for age 58 I'm considered good looking, with a head for business & as "bod" for sin. I'm highly respected and have a stellar reputation.

If he called me tomorrow and apologized, in all probability the odds in me taking him back are 100%. I'd rather have 15 minutes of wonderful, than a lifetime of nothing special.

The last 4 years I rose like the phoenix from the ashes, and rebuilt my life. I'm financially stable and spend my time helping people through activism & advocacy. I keep myself busy.

I love him to this day. I remain IN LOVE with him. I cannot date anyone either. I'll never marry again.

My heart will forever be restless, until I know, where does the love go?

In 1993, the band Haddaway asked the world, “What is Love?” I’m not sure if he ever got his answer.

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i wrote this on newsbreak. im the orig author no copyright infringement. i post without compensation or promotion.


where does the love go when the relationship is over?

The story herein is non-fiction; true events that occurred in my life.

Where does the love go when a relationship is over?

Is love just a temporary, quintessential emotion? The best of relationships create tons of passionate electricity, a bonding connection, with laughter and some tears. Then when it's over, often nothing remains but memories. Is love generated from oneself?. Do "we" create a state of mind and feeling from the interactions we have with another person?. Does love abide independent of our own feelings, bodies, chemical reactions, and the situation that creates it?.

The loss of a love, it's one of the most profound types of pain we can feel. One grieves in the same manner as a physical death but it may manifest in other directions. Rejection is an acrimonious bitter pill. There is an anguishing distress in your heart every single time you think about them, or hear a song on the radio, or come across something of a reminder of them. You experienced pinnacles of happiness when you are with them, and now when they leave, you experience a nadir of torment in sadness.

Some couples have demonstrated decades of longevity, i.e. golden anniversaries, and their love remains unyielding. Some have the life-long commitment, but are trapped in a loveless relationship.

Many relationships that I have observed start off as that some kind of wonderful, however once the "honeymoon period" has worn off, the relationship wans and they break up. They tend to move on, and begin new relationships. Some I've seen equate to that of an assembly line, going from one relationship to another.

Was it really love they were experiencing? The definition of love is in essence 'an intense feeling of deep affection or admiration'. It is unconditional, non-judgmental, and selfless.

How can one feel so deeply for another, and then not?

My story began 42 years ago. A man I fell in love with while I was still in high school, was the brother of a good friend. We were together a few years. 1980-83. My parents loved him, and he treated me well. He had bought me a promise ring, with the intent we would marry once he graduated from truck driving school, and me from dental school. One day, I had called him and he wasn't home. I called for a week, and the response was the same. I finally drove to his house, and received the news from his kid brother. The love of my life went to Florida, and nobody knew how to reach him. Needless to say, I was devastated. I had no clue he was going to leave me. The last night we were together was a normal evening for us both. For 36 years I carried this loss with me. My life post 1983 was a void. I lived, I existed but I emotionally was rendered an empty shell.

Meanwhile, I had married twice to men I didn't love, and had 2 children. I have an antiquated belief system, where you only get one great love in a lifetime. There is no past tense in love. I could "love", but not be IN LOVE with someone. That was predominantly the reason why these marriages didn't work. These men knew how I felt pre-marriage.

36 years later he and I met again. His sister needed legal & other assistance with her parents estate at a time when I was visiting my former hometown. He claimed he didn't "remember" why he left me years ago. My heart forgave him and we renewed our relationship. It was the fairy-tale come true. I was finally getting my happy ending. He promised me he would never hurt me again. He promised he would never leave me again. He said the reason he was still single and had never married, was because he was waiting for me all his life. I was 'the one' he said. The way he would look at me, was as if he was looking at me for the very first time. I saw the 'love' in his facial expressions. His eyes reflected the love. *I've since questioned myself; did I see what I wanted to see?

On my birthday he gave me a card which was the most beautiful card I ever read.


The love I feel for him consumed every fiber of my being. I need him to breathe. My life is defined by him. He returned the sentiment, or so I believed. I deduce, when you're IN LOVE, you can "feel" it. Or is that a blind attribute? Disillusionment?

My definition of REAL love is being ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

Two months after he gave me that card for my birthday, we were married. It was just us in a small ceremony. It was romantic. I was ecstatic. I was going to grow old with the love of my life. The "perfect" storybook romance. It didn't matter to me that he didn't have "money" (saved). I would have lived in a cardboard box with him. I was proud of him. He had many faults, however I loved him regardless. As long as we had each other, that was the greater rich for me. Love trumps money in my opinion.

By July, a mere 3 months after we were married, it was over as he threw me away. He broke every promise he made to me - again. He was flippant & acted as if we weren't real. What happened? How do you go from professing eternal love and commitment to a "bye, see ya" disposition? I was left with a 3 month marriage & unrequited love. I begged him to provide me with an explanation, however he couldn't break from the constraints of his egocentric mentality.

Has love become disposable?

I was wrecked. He broke me a second time. I'm damaged goods. He emotionally paralyzed me. I should hate him but I an unable. I am a pragmatist, and I cannot come up with an explanation as to why he left me again. He had once questioned my integrity, as to why I married twice and where I admittedly didn't love these men. Here he did the same with me. Was this my karma?

The last 4 years I have beaten myself up, trying to figure out how one could love another one minute, then not love the next. From June of 2016 to July of 2018 I showed him everyday how much I loved him. I did everything to please him.

I ask myself everyday, 'what did I do in my life, that was so horrible, to deserve this?'. I'm a good person, generous/giving, smart, highly intelligent; for age 58 I'm considered good looking, with a head for business & as "bod" for sin. I'm highly respected and have a stellar reputation.

If he called me tomorrow and apologized, in all probability the odds in me taking him back are 100%. I'd rather have 15 minutes of wonderful, than a lifetime of nothing special.

The last 4 years I rose like the phoenix from the ashes, and rebuilt my life. I'm financially stable and spend my time helping people through activism & advocacy. I keep myself busy.

I love him to this day. I remain IN LOVE with him. I cannot date anyone either. I'll never marry again.

My heart will forever be restless, until I know, where does the love go?

In 1993, the band Haddaway asked the world, “What is Love?” I’m not sure if he ever got his answer.

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I've learned that if you look to anyone on the outside for happiness and fulfillment, sooner or later you're going to be disappointed. Every single time.

I've concluded that love does exist. But it has a shelf life. It has an expiration date.

Where does love go? Down the drain, as pain. As tears. Leaving the container empty.

Recently a woman told me she loves me. I never expected to hear those words again.

I like her. I even have some fondness for her. She's as beautiful as a covergirl. But I will never say those words back to her. And I will never have, nor expect to have, any sort of meaningful relationship with her, or anyone. That era of my life is over. I'm done with it.

By July, a mere 3 months after we were married, it was over as he threw me away. He broke every promise he made to me - again. He was flippant & acted as if we weren't real. What happened? How do you go from professing eternal love and commitment to a "bye, see ya" disposition?

my parents been married 65 yrs n they still have the love

I mean really..

What's the point of posting the guys pic, using his name, telling his secrets TO GLP?

The point couldn't have been made without all that?

You enter into a relationship with someone and they share their life with you....

When the relationship ends that doesn't give you a free pass to post their pic on a forum full of nut jobs...

It doesn't give you a free pass to name him and publicize his childhood abandonment issues, etc...

It's fucking wrong..

Well stated

Trauma bond can make you feel like your drowning

I notice you didn't post his fucking pic on your newsbreak article..

This is really starting to piss me off...

Use GLP to pump some article you wrote on another site and to post pics of the guy that you won't post on the newsbreak site?

SMH

theres just too many ppl that jump from relationships to qualify for this label. i got a friend that had 5 relationships in one year. each was supposedly "love". we actually took bets on how long she'd last in them as as running joke. and when they ended she was just like "next"...seriously! i dunno how they do this. i cant seem to figure ppl out anymore. its like society has a disconnect socially. narcissism seems to fit, but is that the reason for everyone? i think theres more to it. somewhere alone the way i think 'they've' fucked with the ppls heads. it started awhile ago. tell me you dont see it in ppl? - bc u can just tell, if u went with the theory that they wanted to break up the nuclear family, this would be a good way to do it wouldnt you say?

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But like Billy Joel rudely reminded everyone, But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information. Love REALLY SUCKS when only one person is really in love. The consolation prize is a good piece of ass can last up to 5 years if its really phenomenal, probably 3 years for very good physical addiction.

The old ways are the best - What God has put together, let NO MAN put asunder. Roman Catholic countries did not permit divorce. Chile was one of the last - abolished no divorce law in 2004. That made it a magical place before the libtards made it just like any other NWO outpost. No birth control seems impossible for the modern mind but it removes most of the confusion about "What is Love?". Race mixing is also a definite no no.

This is an interesting read: STAGES OF THE PSYCHOPATHIC BOND
(ALthough I tend to think they could go from Idealise to Discard, almost skipping the Devaluation stage.)
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whats that mean?