I married you with the fantasy that you would be everything I want and need. I was wrong.
Dear Partner in Life,
I married you with the fantasy that you would be everything I want and need and that you would dedicate your life to my happiness. You were supposed to be my happiness dealer, the well of my satisfaction, just waiting for me to draw my joy from you.
You were supposed to make everything okay.
Maturity is beginning to teach me that all I need to do is love you. All I need to do is look within myself to find my source of love and happiness. It is love coming out of me that brings me true happiness.
As I learn to love and accept myself, I grow my capacity to love and accept you. I get to be accountable to myself and make decisions for my own life. I can decide to simply live my life and be who I am.
This allows me to grant you the same freedom without judging you for being you.
I still want to have a lover in my life, but it's not fair to attempt to make you into my fantasy lover. As I learn to be the lover of myself and understand that I am loved, I lose the desperation for love.
I am no longer angry at you or judge you for who you are.
I now can surrender my desires for love to the Divine and know that it has always been there.