Repeat Not

- Back To Me, Finally

Hey there, beautiful souls! Guess what? My partner and I are in the middle of our usual dance—the one we’ve been perfecting over the years. Buckle up; here’s the scoop:

• I reluctantly pack up and move to a place my partner absolutely adores.
• Gradually, I make myself cozy there.
• Fast forward three years, and my partner suddenly falls out of love with it.
• We consider parting ways.
• Instead, we decide to hit the reset button on our relationship.
• Then, like clockwork, we set the timer and repeat the cycle.

But you know what? Not this time. This rollercoaster of a relationship is officially over. No repeats—now or ever! It’s been like watching a slow-motion plane crash—dreadful to anticipate. We both worked so hard to keep things afloat. But honestly? It’s not so bad now, post-crash. We’ve both walked away, bruised but alive, and soon enough, we’ll thrive.

Losses and Letting Go

So, what am I leaving behind? Definitely not my partner, who seemed to revel in crashing our relationship without taking responsibility. Every move felt like she was intentionally destroying everything I’d built and cherished. Little did I know, she’d been my worst enemy for decades.

Financially, I can’t afford to stay in this house, so I’m off to a more rural, budget-friendly area to start fresh. Goodbye to this beautiful home and its prime location. It was as comfortable as my favorite, well-worn denim skirt.

- Denim Comfort In An Empty Nest

I’ll miss this place with its vast public land, breathtaking vistas, and the best mountain views around, not to mention the endless potential for new adventures. And those unique spots, rocks, and trees I stumbled upon—especially this ancient tree.

- A Survivor’s Tale

There’s only one other tree like it, ancient and colossal, surviving in solitude. A hidden gem, a true survivor. I had hoped to visit it again, but sadly, that might not happen now. Through the ages, it has witnessed folks like me who come and never return. Life goes on for this resilient giant.

Oh, and those carefully gathered rock piles? Well, they’re up for grabs—another’s treasure once again. Collecting them hasn’t altered their fate. They’ll continue their journey through geologic time, just like that tree has for centuries, and I will for a generation.

Gains and Rediscovering Myself

For years, I foolishly sought my self-worth through my partner, which was as futile as our youthful dive into an end-times religious cult. We got hitched without truly knowing ourselves or each other. My partner always despised me but kept me around as a convenient excuse.

Over the past five years, I’ve uncovered my true self—warts and all. I’ve come to see my partner for who she really is. I can handle living with our truths if we’re honest, but she can’t. She prefers a carefully crafted lie that traps me but gives her a free pass. So, we’re done.

Now, partner-less, I’ve discovered my self-worth. I’m rebooting my life and can finally live authentically. It might take a little time, but eventually, I’ll be comfortable in my new situation—way better off than before.

Without that partner, I can return to a simple life lived in truth and peace, steering clear of consumption, religious ignorance, bigotry, hypocrisy, and the suffocating lies that stifled any chance of a deep relationship.

Looking Ahead

So, it’ll take a bit before I settle in. First things first: I need to sell this house.

They’re predicting two feet of snow tomorrow, but hey, winter will pass. Then, get ready for new adventures, fresh discoveries, more rocks, and plenty to share in this exciting new chapter of my life. ✨

Cheers, D 🪨🔥