
Do you know the feeling when something feels really good, like it’s the best thing in the world? When you feel seen, heard, valued and loved? When it’s the first and last thing you think about and whenever something happens, you want that person to know? When you feel an overwhelming need to say the words “I love you” because they are felt deep down in your stomach and your body needs to release them – a sensation that feels like it is a whole of body experience.
When something feels this good, it can be really hard to accept when it’s over. When the feelings you have are not reciprocated. When you are unable to provide the other person with what they are clearly providing you. This blog is about finding the courage to accept closure.
Welcome to blog #26
I’m not proud of the way I have behaved and my steady decline into dark places. I was feeling immense pain for a relationship that ended and the overwhelming feelings of losing the best thing that has ever happened to me. I felt as though I will never find this again. I acted in a way that resulted in ongoing sadness and the inability to cope with daily life. I had overwhelming feelings of being unlovable and unworthy of love. I tried desperately to fix this but was met with resistance and a clear boundary that enough was enough. At the same time as desperately seeking connection, in doing so, I was pushing this person further away.
For months I continued to struggle. I couldn’t comprehend how something that felt like an epic love story, was suddenly a piece of history with a few artefacts and memories; and a void that reminded me this relationship was no longer there.
I fluctuated between wanting to continue a connection with this person and not wanting to have anything more to do with them. I was hurt and sometimes when we feel hurt, we are hurtful to try and make ourselves feel better.
On the day before I was attending an event where I would unavoidably see this person, I had a panic attack. I was overcome with emotions, feelings, worries and uncertainty. I so desperately wanted to see him, but at the same time, I didn’t. I was fearful of the moment I would see him, a moment when I thought I would fall back to ground zero in the same way I had done so a few months before.
We agreed it would be best to see each other prior to the event and this gave me the opportunity tell him everything I needed to say. He allowed me to share openly, to be vulnerable, and to seek clarity. I had finally got the answers that I so desperately needed, and I could see an opportunity to take back control. I could now, in this moment make a decision to continue feeling despair or accept that this moment had ended and this opportunity for closure would help me to move forward.
Although this interaction caused some pain, it also birthed the start of a positive change. For the first time in my life, I experienced closure. There was a moment, when it was all said and done, that I felt at ease. A weight was lifted off of my chest and I could breathe. I was still sad, and I’m still going to feel sad about this, but it’s no longer consuming me.
In her book, “The Gift”, Edith Eger writes:
“One of our first fears is of abandonment. Thus we learn early how to get the A’s: attention, affection, approval. We figure out what to do and whom to become to get our needs met. The problem is not that we do these things -it’s that we keep doing them. We think we must in order to be loved.
It’s very dangerous to put your whole life into someone else’s hands. You are the only one you’re going to have for a lifetime. All other relationships will end. So how can you be the best loving, unconditional, no-nonsense caregiver to yourself?”
The Gift. Edith Eger.
I learned a valuable lesson with this experience. We can hold on to people or moments and desire so strongly to keep them growing, but sometimes it’s by having the courage to accept closure that we can grow in new ways. I now know that in a difficult situation where I felt completely out of control, I could in fact control one thing- the ability to accept the situation was finished and to move forward. This has given me a new sense of empowerment and a strength that I didn’t realise was within me.
This is not to say we forget. I don’t think we will ever forget something so profound. But we can accept it started and finished and that’s okay. We can accept that this won’t continue, but we are glad it happened. We can accept that this opportunity happened for a reason and now that it’s happened, I’m a better person for it.
There is one incredibly important part to this story that must be included. The kindness and unconditional love from my friends. When you have intense feelings for someone and then they are suddenly gone, it leaves a huge void in your life that can be overwhelming to live with. I could not have survived this past 12 months if it wasn’t for the loved ones that continued to answer my calls, respond to text messages and continue to hug me when I didn’t feel like I could go on. I am so grateful to all of you.
The aim of this blog is to acknowledge the good that can come when we are courageous enough to accept closure- even if we really don’t want something to end. Sometimes it is with closure that we can experience moments that truly do move us forward. We can reflect on what we have gained, not just what we have lost. We can then, and only then, open ourselves up to new opportunities and experiences; and who knows, perhaps incredible new moments too.
This quote was shared with me on Instagram, and I think it’s a fitting finish to this blog:

Having the courage to accept closure takes time. It takes the right amount of time to prepare for this to happen, the right support network to help you through it, and the ability to move forward by taking one step at a time. You’ll know when you’re ready and until that moment happens, stay connected and courageous, and keep people informed with how you are feeling and what you need.
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