Breakups and opportunity
For a recent writing challenge I wrote a short piece of fiction entitled Rue the Days. You can read it either on The BBS, the forum the challenge originated from, or on deviantART – whichever you prefer (I would have thought that it was easier to comment upon the work at dA myself, but most people who read this are members of The BBS, so… yeah). This is the first piece of writing that I’ve published on the Internet in a number of years, and is a brief tale of people realising what is painfully obvious and yet tough to accept.
As you may know (loathe as I am to use such a clichéd opening to a sentence), my relationship of nearly two years broke down last month. I would be lying if I said I haven’t drawn from my experiences in the last few months; if anything that was the inspiration for writing the piece – ‘write about what you know’, they say. I saw it as the final step in moving on, and the concept for it is, in my opinion, the most positive thing I’ve said about the end of the relationship thus far, and believe me, I’ve said a lot of things. This was the point where I finally acknowledged that a whole world of good can come out of the end of a relationship. I’m projecting some of my situation onto Simon, the male lead of my story, but the ending is a complete fabrication – if there’s someone in my life who has been pining for me all along, then make yourself known! I jest, of course, but the circumstances of the ending are largely unimportant. What is important is the recognition that a breakup can lead to better things. That’s the way I want to look at things from now on, and I’m sure it’s the same for her.
I decided to write this post after seeing that one of my closest friend’s relationship has ended. I’d conversed with but never met her boyfriend, and he seemed like a perfectly likeable chap. The two’s relationship seemed to be one of the best among my friends, and it ostensibly seems not to have hit a rough patch recently, unlike how mine (and, indeed, Simon’s) panned out. It seems to have ended very suddenly – they appeared to be perfectly happy just yesterday. I hope for both of their sakes that it hasn’t turned nasty, as that is the one thing I regret most from my previous relationship. Nay, it’s what I regret most in my whole life – that I acted completely out of order towards someone that I loved for nearly two years of my life, and I fear I have irreparably ruined our friendship, despite the fact that we do talk to each other.
Wow… This blog took a much darker tone than I intended it to. On a happier note, the England cricket team will soon retain the Ashes, a biennial cricket tournament between England and Australia, and international cricket’s most celebrated rivalry. We English love to get one over the Aussies.
