Isn't personal growth fun?
Embarking on a quest for one's soulmate was bound to have its ups and downs. I choose to believe that everything happens for a reason (whether or not that's true, I get good results by pretending it's true.) So every man I meet who turns out not to be "the one," I try to be just as thankful as if he had turned out to be Mr. Right. Sometimes that's hard, but I think it always leads to personal growth and gets you one more step down the path to enlightenment.
I think most people don't undergo personal growth except at gunpoint. Because it's damn hard. It's terrifying to look inside yourself and see a big ball of neuroses staring back. I had a very odd but very valuable experience recently as part of my soulmate search. I met a really handsome, funny, smart, sexy and talented man with a lot to offer. (JP, you can stop reading this now. Please move along...nothing to see here. Seriously, don't read this.)
Anyway, along with all of his amazing attributes was a big ball of neuroses that was remarkably similar to the big ball of neuroses that I used to carry around inside of me. You see, I've been doing personal growth work for about 11 years now. I was lucky enough to hit rock bottom in about 1996/1997 (I don't remember those years, but I'm told they were relatively unremarkable.) And I started on the whole introspection/self-improvement thing because I had no choice. (Well, that's not true...my choice was live or die, and I chose to live.)
I wrestled around in the mud with my demons for several years and managed to turn most of them into harmless shmoos. It was hard work. Incredibly, gutwrenchingly hard work. I was lucky to have the support of some remarkable friends and mentors, and I got past most of the emotional baggage that was keeping me unhappy and isolated.
But meeting this man recently was watching a movie of myself circa 1998. He has SO much going for him, and is amazingly attractive on any number of levels. And yet he has created so many emotional barriers around himself that it's difficult to get anywhere near him. And those defense mechanisms, those barriers, are so very similar to the ones I constructed for myself all those years ago. Unfortunately they made it impossible for us to connect on any kind of meaningful emotional level.
It's rare in life that you get the chance to have clarity about yourself, to have a really objective sense of how you've changed. And this man, although he turns out not to be my soulmate in the romantic sense, is certainly a soulmate in terms of being a survivor. He has given me a mirror that allowed me to see inside myself and see what I've been able to accomplish in the past 11 years. It's a gift and I appreciate it deeply, although it's very difficult to convey this to him. I really hope that someday, someone will enable him to have the same kind of experience so he understands how profound it is, and how inspiring.
I'm really grateful to have met him and learned from him.
So, the bad news is that my search for my romantic life-partner soulmate goes on. And the good news is that my search for my romantic life-partner soulmate goes on. :)