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Single for the First Time (My Story, part 2)

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First time in San Francisco with one of my best friends, a few weeks into my process in September 2015.

This is a part 2 to the post where I covered the immediate steps I took the first few weeks after breaking my constant pattern of relationship/situation-ships. 

Part 2 is perhaps more practical and applicable, covering some of the intentional things I did that helped set the stage for a fresh start and helped open the door to a new life.

  1. I listened primarily to ambient music only.  Ambient music is a collection of flowing rhythms and beats, usually without any lyrics.  This genre sparked my interest because I didn’t want to listen to music that would be suggestive to my subconscious and lead me to dwell on negative emotions.  I believe the power of music is strong and I didn’t want to be subjected to receiving repetitive themes of missing someone, being lonely, wanting someone back or just wanting love in general.   This strong boundary I created around the music I allowed myself to consume helped me immensely and enabled me to relax into the healing power of music without absorbing the intense emotions artists are capable of imparting through their words. 
  2. I poured my energy into cultivating things of beauty.  At the time I had just moved into a new apartment, which was essentially a blank canvas at the time.  I literally started out with nothing other than a blow-up mattress and I was excited to dive deep into the entire experience of turning my new space into a home.  I ended up creating an oasis of tranquility which I still cherish to this day.  I drew inspiration from Pinterest and took my time; enjoying many little trips browsing stores for things that would help me create the laid-back, cozy and inviting vibe I desired.  I also did a ton of cooking and baking during this time.  I have always enjoyed being in the kitchen but during this time, the calming and fun process of learning how to make new and yummy creations felt extra therapeutic, enjoyable and empowering.  I also did a lot of totally meticulous, mind-numbing art projects just for enjoyment and mental distraction.  I went to the art store one day and dropped about $100 on paint, blank canvases, different fabrics, materials and textures.  I made sure each project consisted of mindless activity that wasn’t too much to focus on yet was tedious and would keep my brain occupied instead of allowing it to wander wherever it felt like.  I made a room divider completely from scratch out of hemp string among several other things and I was super proud of my little creations.
  3.  I cleansed myself of any items tying me to the past.  One morning I woke up at around 5 am and got the strong urge to get rid of everything from the past.  Letters, pictures, and even certain pieces of lingerie just had to go.  I got McDonalds breakfast before the sun came up and drove through the hills until I reached one of my favorite look-out points on the top of Mulholland Drive.  I sat on the hood of my car admiring the view and the quiet of the morning. After moments of contemplation and knowing that this chapter was finally closed, I dumped everything into the trashcan up there just as the sun began to rise over the city. This wasn’t done from an emotional or spiteful place but more because I knew deep down it was just the right thing to do.
  4. I journaled prolifically.  I have always enjoyed writing and have kept journals since I was a teenager.  During this time the deepest thoughts, experiences and questions I had to the most mundane details of my day; it all went down on paper.  And I loved every moment of it.      
  5. I went on sweet adventures with the people I love.  I allowed myself to be captivated by the wonder of new environments.  Most memorably during this time, I spent time with one of my best childhood friends exploring San Francisco for the first time.  I also took a spontaneous day trip with one of my girlfriends down to San Diego where we marveled at the beauty and majesty of La Jolla.       

I look back at this time with such fond memories. It was a time of taking chances; walking bravely into the unknown and encountering some of my deepest fears but ultimately finding out that everything was okay; it was actually way better than just okay. We were created to be far more resilient than we think we are.

Now you tell me! What are some of the experiences you’ve had after ending a relationship(s) or just making a major change in your life? What are your fears, struggles, triumphs? I love you, believe in you and I’m cheering for you to win ❤

Single for the First Time (My Story, Part 1)

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Spending time in the Colorado mountains days before making one of the biggest decisions of my life; to become truly single for the first time ever. September 2015.

All my life, I was the girl who was never without a guy.  From age 15 to 24 I was in a serious, long-term relationship.  That relationship ended.  For the three years following that, I lived my life indulging in unrestrained freedom; doing literally whatever I felt like doing.  I dated and did my thing at my discretion. 

It all looked like fun on the surface but I could feel my recklessness catching up with me.  Why did I have zero peace; in my mind and in my heart?

The weight of the darkness I had dabbled in all in the name of YOLO, the bottomless pit of emptiness and the looming feeling of the purposelessness of my life were things that nice makeup and a bright white smile couldn’t conceal anymore.

Even the Facebook pictures chronicling my escapades began to feel weighty and fake and made me wonder; “what am I doing all of this for? I’m not happy.”

There was so much evidence showing me I needed to break off from my latest guy and make some serious life changes.  I felt invisibly chained to my own patterns and circumstances; powerless to move forward.

I was stuck between wanting desperately to change my life but being completely horrified to do so.

I found myself turning to an unlikely source, a Christian friend; the only one I had at the time.  I wasn’t the type to ever willingly step foot inside the doors of a church. I didn’t even know whether I believed in God or not but I was at the end of my rope.   

My friend was very uplifting and seemed to always do the right thing. I’d never even heard her curse. It appeared to me that she had her life together, so I felt like maybe she could give me good advice. I believe God used her to do just that.  I asked her:   

“Do you think God rewards us when we do the right thing…even if it’s something that’s really hard for us to do?”

She responded with a sweet and certain “yes.” 

Her simple answer was all of the assurance I needed to have confidence that there was something better waiting for me; if only I could be brave enough and strong enough to do what I knew needed to be done.

This teeny tiny bit of hope I felt was my “mustard seed of faith” (Matthew 17:20) and at that time, that was all I needed. 

I took the leap and cut off all of the random guys in my life. 

Less than three months later, I accepted Christ. 

I thought it may be useful to write out my journey for anyone who may feel a hard tugging on their heart to leave someone (or multiple someones).    

I urge you, sister-to-sister: if you have that nagging “knowing” feeling deep down inside of you that you need to break up or leave the situation-ship that is draining you way more than it is lifting you up but you feel totally stuck, I hope this gives you just enough hope as my friend did with me to believe that better days are ahead. No matter how scary it may feel right now, if you jump, Christ will catch you and help you every step along the way. You are not alone, uncared for or unloved. This I know. 

So, here are my stumbling, fumbling first few weeks of being single for the first time ever. I didn’t know what I was doing at all so this is not a blueprint or advice as much as it is encouragement that if Miss Always-Got-A-Man could do this, anyone can.

There was no real plan, method or rationale to my process but this is what I did:

  1. I Went Cold Turkey

After making the necessary phone call and having the final conversation, I blocked the number.  A little while after, I lost my cellphone and took that as an organic opportunity to get not only a new phone but a new phone number.  I blocked all social media.  I was serious and I knew I needed to do a hard reset.

  1. I Sat in My Feelings

I let all I felt wash over me without hiding or distracting myself. I didn’t “get under someone new to get over someone else.”  I forced myself to stay alone in the discomfort of the fear, the sadness, the quietness.  I cried and punched my pillow and I just let it all flow.

Since I never took time for myself in between guys, I was not just feeling the absence of the latest one but instead I was finally feeling the weight of every man left behind that I had always just numbed by jumping right to the next one.

3. I Rested Unapologetically

I remember feeling like a cellphone with the charge on zero percent.  My job at the time alternated between being super busy and then having huge amounts of downtime where I didn’t work so I was afforded the opportunity to do nothing for a pretty long span of time.  I did a lot of nothing.

There were long stretches of days where I didn’t leave my apartment, turn on the lights or even open up the blinds.  I let my body sleep for as long as it felt like it.  I was determined to detox completely from the habit of always having someone there for entertainment and validation.  I wanted to break the physical addiction of automatic access to comfort and pleasure.       

  1. I Slowly Started Seeking Light and Safe Stimulation 

After a few weeks of literal hibernation, I slowly began to visualize in my mind that my battery, previously dead, was now slowly turning into a thin green line of charge but I still wasn’t really desiring any major interaction with the outside world. 

I started surfing YouTube for some light-hearted entertainment and landed on the Hodgetwins YouTube channel.  I would binge watch video after video and just laugh.  I started incorporating nightly trips to the Del Taco drive-thru during this time & filled up on whatever I wanted which at the time mostly consisted of a few vegetarian hard tacos, French fries and a large Coke Zero.   

  1. I Stuck to My Guns and Resisted the Strong Temptation to Reach out

I remember at exactly the one-month mark when I was enjoying what had become my typical nightly indulgence of Hodgetwins and Del Taco when out of nowhere I suddenly felt a strong and forceful push urging me to reach out to the same guy I was completely certain that I needed to move on from. 

I logically knew that wasn’t good for me and most confusing of all, I knew it wasn’t even what I actually wanted to do. It was the strangest sensation of feeling as though I was being violently and repetitively bullied by a force outside of myself to do something that would actually cause me harm. 

At the time I knew nothing about God or the bible or anything but after white-knuckling it through the abnormally extreme intensity of the mental torment of that night, I now believe that this was my first clear and memorable experience with spiritual warfare. 

When I woke up the next morning after conquering the battle raging inside my mind that night, the overwhelming urge to reach out to or see that person had lifted completely and it never returned again.  I had passed the test.  It was James 4:7 playing out in real time.

….Part 2 Coming Soon!