Dear RebirthandRestart2018:

It is a harsh reality, isn’t it. Oh, how we wish it was different. That wishing, hoping, there is such an elation in it, and such vulnerability, and when we fall from the heights of imagining, it hurts. We get bruised from falling and ask: what is the point of getting up. I wonder.  And yet, it is this thing about life, getting up, making it to the next day, the morning after, a .. rebirth, a restart.

Ants who build their home for hours and hours, when it gets destroyed, they start building again right away, no  second lost in despair. We operate the same way, restart, rebuild,  only we think, so we have it tougher than ants.

The bigger perspective you mentioned in your last line of your recent post from yesterday, I think it is Life. Life is the bigger perspective. And we are all  in this life together. The one who dumps and the one who is dumped, we all aim at making it to the next day, that is all we can realistically aim at.

I wish I can read from you  one day that you are involved in a loving, healthy relationship, that would be a delight and it is possible for you, something to look forward to.

anita