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Acceptance & Rejection, Part One

"He couldn't reject you because he never fully accepted you."

I think that statement right there has been the most profound one I've heard throughout this whole ordeal. And sadly, one of the most accurate.

Among the many details I didn't bother to bore you with was that New Boo thought I was "too sexual." What does that mean, you ask? He wanted someone with less of an appetite than I had -- and considerably less experience.

Now I should pause here and say that I was 43 when I met him and I wasn't a virgin. So yes, I have a past. I'm not ashamed of it, either. I wish I could say I'd married the first man I'd slept with, but I didn't. I'm not drop dead gorgeous, but I'm not a booga-wolf, either, so I've had my fair share of carnal relations. Most grown men are okay with that.

And then there's New Boo.

We had a conversation once where he told me that he was extremely jealous. He said that he didn't like thinking about his women being with anyone else...ever. Mind you, this is a 42-year-old man who's been married and had two kids. I was like, "Sorry to burst your bubble, but that's not my story. And it's not like I'm some kind of drug addict or something." You know what he said to me? "I would rather think of you doing drugs than being with someone else."

Huh?

Is that not the most unrealistic thing you've ever heard?

Drug addict, yes. Sexually healthy woman, no?

I should've run when I heard that, but I didn't. Like so many things about me -- the fact that I've traveled, the fact that I have an active social life, the fact that I'm a friendly person -- I just kind of buried them in hopes that he would find me worthy of love.

And it worked -- or so I thought. At the end of the day, he still walked away from me. After I gave him all I had -- and then some -- he rejected all that I was. I was telling this to a friend of mine when she said, "He couldn't reject you because he never accepted you."

Can I just say that as painful and as harsh as it sounds, I believe it.

New Boo was never going to accept me as the vibrant human I am. In his mind, his woman needed to be less than him so he could be okay with himself. And guess what? I'm not less than on any level.

So yes, I'm still hurt. That probably won't change. But I swear I'm gonna try to move through this quickly so that the real man who's custom-made for me can come along and accept me -- flaws and all.

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JB said…
That's what I love about you. You're vibrant, even in writing, even in sadness, even in grief. You are more than. You couldn't be less if you tried.
July 10, 2015 at 11:13:00 PM EDT
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