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DL82
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Okay, so my ex fiancee left me more than 6 months ago. I foolishly pursued an attempt to rekindle a friendship with her that she clearly didn’t want, and in the end led to her hating me and screwing up any chance of us ever knowing eachother in the future. I’ve accepted that we will never be together, nor even be friends. So far, so good.
What worries me is that I still feel so attached to what we had that I don’t believe I’ll ever have anything better. What also worries me is that I’m still the same man who messed things up with my ex, and am likely to do the same again. What also worries me is that the one person who has ever seen all the emotional baggage I carry ended up freaking out, breaking down and hating me because of it.
I remember seeing a pro-life, pro-family presentation recently where an eminent speaker showed that statistically people who have only had one sexual partner and who waited until they were married have twice the chance of staying together for life than those who don’t. Now that I’ve broken that, I feel like damaged goods. I don’t want to get married if I risk a higher chance of divorce and unfaithfulness. At least now my ex hates me so thoroughly I know there’s no chance I’d ever cheat on my wife with her. All the same, no woman deserves to be second choice.
How do I get over this? I know some Evangelical protestants who would argue that marriage is not contracted by a sacrament but by the act of committing yourself to a relationship and having sexual relations. If that were the case, I would be married. I know the Church does not teach this, but it’s how I feel. Should I simply behave as a divorced man and remain celebate? A penitential life does seem to be the most appropriate response to such a hurtful disaster which I have created through my own sins. Is there some other way of moving on?
What worries me is that I still feel so attached to what we had that I don’t believe I’ll ever have anything better. What also worries me is that I’m still the same man who messed things up with my ex, and am likely to do the same again. What also worries me is that the one person who has ever seen all the emotional baggage I carry ended up freaking out, breaking down and hating me because of it.
I remember seeing a pro-life, pro-family presentation recently where an eminent speaker showed that statistically people who have only had one sexual partner and who waited until they were married have twice the chance of staying together for life than those who don’t. Now that I’ve broken that, I feel like damaged goods. I don’t want to get married if I risk a higher chance of divorce and unfaithfulness. At least now my ex hates me so thoroughly I know there’s no chance I’d ever cheat on my wife with her. All the same, no woman deserves to be second choice.
How do I get over this? I know some Evangelical protestants who would argue that marriage is not contracted by a sacrament but by the act of committing yourself to a relationship and having sexual relations. If that were the case, I would be married. I know the Church does not teach this, but it’s how I feel. Should I simply behave as a divorced man and remain celebate? A penitential life does seem to be the most appropriate response to such a hurtful disaster which I have created through my own sins. Is there some other way of moving on?