The Relief of Breaking Up

dandelionWhen you break up with someone, everyone wants to focus on the heartbreak– you know, the despair over losing your best friend or partner in crime or whatever, all the implications of going to every social event for the rest of your life all alone (because obviously you will never find anyone else), the endless hours of weeping into a half-eaten gallon of rocky road ice cream.

I get that stuff. I’ve been there.

But for every break-up I’ve ever been through, there’s also been an element of relief.

I’m going out on a limb here to talk about this. It’s possible it might be one of those things that I think other people experience too, but then I am met with silence and I go, “Oh, just me? Ok then…” and we all pause awkwardly because I am weird.

But mixed with the wailing and gnashing of teeth in a break-up, I’ve always felt somehow less… heavy. I guess that makes sense if you’re the dumper rather than the dumpee. If you’re the dumper, you haven’t been happy for a while, presumably, and the weight of at least that part of your unhappiness is gone– to be immediately replaced by the unhappiness of a break-up, but hey.

I felt relief when I was the dumpee, too, though. Yeah, I cried. Yeah, I was heartbroken. But I was free of a lot of things, too. I was free, most importantly, of someone who didn’t want to be with me. I mean, that’s the logical conclusion if you’ve been dumped, right? There is some reason that the dumper did not want you anymore, and why would you want to be with someone who didn’t want to be with you?

I was also free of the commitment of putting someone else’s happiness above my own. I guess that sounds damaged, but I was raised to think of others’ happiness before my own, and a relationship seems the most realistic place to practice that. (This is not to say that I was always great at putting my exes’ happiness above my own– I was quite bad at it in many cases. But I always felt a need to try.) A break-up meant that I was allowed, even obliged, to take care of myself first. For one thing, no one else was going to do it (certainly not the recent ex), and for another, I’d just been hurt, and no one expected me to do anything else but try to take care of myself. It was the one time where I didn’t have to feel selfish and guilty for thinking of myself first.

I think it’s even a little more long-term than that, though. It’s not just about the days or weeks after a break-up. It’s about being completely your own person again, and considering what decisions mean for yourself, and not for yourself with somebody else. That’s a pretty big deal, and a lot of stress to leave behind. Somewhere in the depths of loneliness and despair even right after a break-up, I think I could always see the freedom and independence of singleness and how, damn, I was going to be ok, and probably even better off than before.

So, boys, if you saw that flash of relief in my eyes when we broke up, try not to take it personally. It wasn’t you– it was totally, totally me… because I am a badass and I always knew I’d be ok on my own.

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Have you ever felt relieved to break up with someone? What’s your most treasured single-person activity? Have you ever felt relieved about a break-up even if you were the one being dumped?

2 thoughts on “The Relief of Breaking Up

  1. Relationship is not easy for everyone, it gets really harder to be with someone else when you like doing what your heart say and there is no doubt in saying that at some point you have compromise a bit when you are in relationship. It is easy for many people to adjust but it is not everyone’s cup of tea, so I also feel relieved after breaking up. Nice article.

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