The break up before my last was my own doing. You know those light bulb moments people talk about having when a genious idea arises from thin air? Yeah, for me it was one of those, and it just so happened to occur right after Thanksgiving. It was a now or never push that my gut couldn't subside. And the year after that, I was dumped just days after Halloween, so Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years were celebrated at home solely between myself and my daughter. While they were quite memorable and low key, it was difficult not to wonder what it was about myself that prevented having a special someone at my side by the time the end of the year approached. I'm aware that different circumstances create this popular trend of failed unions; pressure, cheating, laziness, the desire to play the field once again, etc., but when does that nagging urge for more and more (perfection that does not even exist) subside? What happened to working through the trials and tribulations that seasons bring? What's worse yet, is when you begin to see the crumbling of relationships around you during this common period, does it make your own unions' solidity at stake?
Like pregnancy and engagement announcements, break ups come in large and restless waves. Once a couple publicly announces a split, others are soon to follow. As someone who has infamously made a name through being dropped over the last decade by more men than I care to give name to again, I was compelled to bring a discussion to the table about why couples are giving up so easily into temptation, or are just giving up in general instead of riding the inevitable bumpy tides that everyone experiences at one time or another. Even if you feel stressed beyond your limits come October-December with your partner now, unless you can remain happily single for the rest of your days, you're bound to cross rocky paths with another romantic interest someday. I can understand that if the zsa zsa zsu isn't there, it isn't, but why not be honest with yourself and with the one you supposedly love long before the mistletoe is hung and relatives are making plans to visit?