Unrequited love is one of the most painful experiences of our lives. We’ve all agonised over it, and some of us have developed the types of patterns described in this wise and eloquent post by Girl Rebuilt. Read on if you dare!
“But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacité for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.” ~ Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
With Valentine’s day approaching, I was recently challenged to answer the following writing prompt in one of my writing groups:
Did you ever experience unrequited love, where you really felt you loved someone and they simply didn’t love you back? What were the circumstances? Did it last for a long time?
Whoa. Did they know who they were dealing with? I was the queen of unrequited love.
Unrequited love was probably my only version of love until D. I don’t say that lightly. In fact, my very first unrequited love was most definitely my dad. I loved him with all my heart and he wanted very little to do with me. My…
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