Had an opportunity to reflect recently on some of my past
relationships, but before I get started an old joke from and old man (humor me
please). “Some relationships are like algebra, ever look at your X and wonder Y?”
Now that you pulled yourself together from that knee slapper let me explain a
little bit. Relationships I have had, mostly, have been based on physical attraction
first and once that begins to wear off you really find out if you like being
with the person. I mean the everyday stuff like folding towels, waiting in
traffic, discussing the day’s events.
Physical attraction is usually what drives most initial
interactions with the opposite sex, at least it is with me. While I am happily
married back “in the day” I dated my fair share. Upon reflection of some of my
past relationships I often wonder how my anxiety influenced the outcomes. I’m
going to give 3 relationship experiences I had and link an interesting article
below for a decent read.
(names have been changed)
The Good- Mindy M: High school, Mindy was 5’10 dyed blond hair and was absolutely insane. What do I mean by that? Mindy was up for anything, and I mean anything. We partied a lot, we went to dead shows together and while we were young our sexual experiences were remarkable IMHO. Mindy made me better, but instilling in me the confidence that every young man needs to be successful. She didn’t do this by simply “being hot” or being a “party girl” she was devoted to me, we did everything together. I remember when a good friend of mine died I was extremely depressed, we were seniors. Mindy talked to me, made sure I knew someone gave a shit. She was awesome in almost every way a perfect girlfriend for a young man. She also gave me one of the corner stones in my life, how to treat women. Mindy demanded respect, she never let me get away with being arrogant as a young man, she never let me treat her poorly or as an object. We stayed together for almost 3 years, it was one of the best relationships of my life.
The Bad – Tina K: Fast forward to early 20’s, my group was into the bar hopping scene. I met Tina K at a bar, she was, and still is one of the most beautiful women I have ever met and been with. Sadly, the beauty was only skin deep. Tina was an extreme party girl shallow and judgmental. My car wasn’t nice enough, my clothes could be better “are you wearing that cheap cologne again?” really she was material girl 101. It was bad and in the time I was with her I was in constant competition with her expectations. I felt inadequate, small and never good enough. I was too young at the time to understand what was happening but I realize now this was a trigger for my anxiety. This woman was very attractive, everyone wanted to be with her and she was technically my girlfriend. I should have seen it coming, she cheated, I was devastated due to blindness. I thought it was me, I changed everything about myself. I tried to conform to an ideal set forth by someone else. I was in full anxiety mode, and I was blaming myself 100% when it wasn’t 100% me.
The Ugly – Dawn H:
Around the same time as Tina K I met Dawn H. We fought constantly but the sex
was great. It’s unfair I guess to list Dawn as “The Ugly” but it was in this
emotionally and verbally abusive relationship that, upon reflection I realize
now was the real beginning of my anxiety increase. I was no angel in this
relationship so dear reader do not take this as “I was a saint the woman was to
blame” I was a full participant in emotional black mail, verbal abuse, and mental
detiriation. We were both wallowing in the misery of being miserable together.
We lived together for a time, there was never enough money, never enough anything.
I became withdrawn, I stopped talking to friends and family. It was just Dawn
and I, and it was during this relationship when I started suffering anxiety
symptoms in a more extreme way. I couldn’t t go to work somedays, I didn’t want
to be in public and have people looking at me. I was a mess.
Notice I haven’t given to much specific detail on the
relationships. These women are not present to defend themselves so I think it’s
fair not to delve to deeply. Also notable is I haven’t listed my wife as “the
good” that isn’t to say that it isn’t the best relationship with a woman I have
had, it is. When I met my wife I was emotionally mature from the relationships
of the past. I am functioning and was able to offer her a great relationship
with a man who KNEW HIS ISSUES.
And that’s the point here, the good, the bad, and the ugly
relationships of your life help mold you into who you are now. Maybe you are in
one, take a step back think about how you feel, be honest. There really wasn’t an
overarching point to this post other than to say anxiety is a journey and along
the way you meet people and have relationships. They help shape who you are and
they shape your anxiety. Embrace the good, work on the bad, and get out of the
Here is a decent article I read about anxiety and relationships, maybe there is something in there for you?
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