Copyright (c) 2005 Stephen Blake. All rights reserved.
Chapter One
Coping With Having to Say Goodbye Again and
Again
It never fails. A week or two
before Amanda goes back to university, a mysterious anxiety seems to surround
our every move. We both know our time together was beautiful. We took long walks
together, visited each other's family, and talked about how wonderful it will be
when we are finally together- -permanently. Nevertheless, two weeks before she
plans to leave, we feel tense. Unlike the beginning of her stay, we feel an
invisible wall coming between us. The smallest things, like what courses she
will be taking, turn into disagreements. Although we cannot control our
emotions, we realize that we are wasting the precious little time that we have
left together.
If you are in, or have been in a long-distance relationship, you probably know
exactly what I am talking about. If you have endured countless goodbyes, you
probably realize that the feelings you experience before your loved one leaves,
arise from you anticipating how much it will hurt once they go. Whether I like
it or not, about two weeks before Amanda departs, I cannot help thinking about
how sad I am going to feel in the airport kissing her for the last time. Or how
lonely I am going to feel on the weekend when I realize that our only time
together will be a short phone conversation. Or how her leaving this time may
mean the end of our relationship.
I don't even want to think of the time I have wasted in the past, feeling upset
about a girlfriend leaving town. No matter how much I prepared for those
troubling thoughts and feelings, I knew they would come. I would let my emotions
consume me and spoil the time we had left. Looking back, I think I enjoyed
feeling upset . . . in a warped sort of way. I felt entitled to feel bad, and
would deliberately upset my girlfriend as a reward to myself for what I would
have to endure in a few weeks. It's crazy what the mind and heart will do if you
let them!
About a month ago, before Amanda left town we committed to make her last two
weeks just as special as her first two (though we are true believers in letting
emotions take their course). I am proud to say the experiment worked! For the
first time in my life, I experienced very little anxiety in the time before her
departure. I didn't even feel crushed at the airport. We both felt calm and
secure in her leaving, and we avoided putting any emotional walls between us to
insulate ourselves from being hurt. Sound interesting? Here's how we did it.
We found a good way to feel more secure was to make some long-term plans. We
didn't sit and plan in detail what we were going to do with the rest of our
lives. I think that's unrealistic and would be a waste of time in our last two
weeks together. What we did do, was talk about when we would be together next,
how long her stay would be at her university, and what we planned to do when she
returned.
We, of course, knew all of this before she left. The goal in talking about our
future, however, wasn't to make new plans, but to give each other the feeling
that despite the time we had to be apart, we would eventually be together. After
talking about how wonderful our future was going to be, a short term absence
from each other seemed insignificant by comparison. All that mattered was being
together again as soon as possible. How or when we would be together was not an
issue. We both knew we had to make it, or the hope of being together permanently
would be lost.
No matter how strong our relationship is, I eventually hear about another
long-distance relationship that has failed and I wonder if we will suffer the
same fate. The last time I heard one of these stories was from Amanda a few
weeks before she left town. At a dinner one night, she described how a guy she
knew had a girlfriend who went to Russia on an exchange program. They had gone
out for several years and were planning to be married. Yet only weeks before she
was to return home, she called her boyfriend and informed him that she had met
someone else, she was staying away longer than anticipated, and that her plans
for marrying him were over. Right out of the blue. Wham! Just when he was
looking forward to picking her up from the airport in a few weeks.
Anyway, given that Amanda was leaving shortly, she and I could have used this
story as a perfect opportunity to start doubting our own relationship by asking
those dreaded "yes, but what if . . . " questions. Instead, we used the story as
an opportunity to reassure each other of what wouldn't happen in our
relationship and how much we loved each other. We used the story as an example
of what not to do, pledging never to let the same thing happen to us. We both
came to the conclusion that this couple shared problems that had nothing to do
with long-distance. They had problems such as a lack of commitment and trust
that we didn't have, and would never contemplate having. After our conversation
ended, we both felt stronger and reassured, knowing that we loved each other and
were committed to our relationship . . . no matter what. This was a tremendous
feeling of love and security to share with each other before she left town.
If I know Amanda is leaving in a couple of weeks I will change my schedule so I
can spend more time with her. It's a natural response when you love someone and
enjoy being around them as much as possible. Nevertheless, what I have found is
that altering my routine significantly triggers something inside me that says
Amanda is going and I should feel bad. When I keep different work hours, or see
her at different times than I normally would, I start feeling like something is
wrong. I feel like it is the beginning of a cycle that will end in hurt and
unhappiness. I am not saying that one should not spend more time with their
loved one before they leave town, but I have found that it is better not to
alter my day drastically before Amanda leaves. The last time she departed, in
the preceding weeks I tried to do everything I would do normally as if she
wasn't going away. I didn't change my weekly work hours, daily workout routine,
etc. I did, however, spend more time with her Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, the
days when we would usually spend the most time together during the week if she
wasn't leaving.
The result was I did not feel any different in the two weeks before her
departure than I did the other four months that we were together. After all,
nothing in my daily routine suggested that she was leaving. We both just went
about our lives as usual, and as a result we encouraged no feelings of change or
impending doom. I would not have believed it myself if someone told me just to
act the same as I usually did before Amanda left. I always considered those two
or three weeks as a necessary ritual in which I had to change everything and
spend as much time with her as possible, trying desperately to absorb as much
intimacy and physical contact as I could. I was wrong. What I never realized was
that the more my routine changed, the more my feelings did as well. So instead
of changing my daily patterns, I will now keep the same routine just before
Amanda's departure, along with the same feelings I have for her while we are
together the other 99% of the time.
It took me years to learn, but I finally realized it's better not to see a
girlfriend just before she leaves town. In other words, I do not say goodbye at
the airport anymore. Now before you condemn me for being an unfeeling monster,
ask yourself this question: "What happens just before your lover leaves?" From
experience, my guess is that you probably feel terrible. No matter what you have
tried to do in the weeks leading up to your partner's departure, you just can't
help feeling this is the last time you will see your loved one for who knows how
long. Consequently, you both cry uncontrollably. You start holding and kissing
each other like you will never see each other again. You pledge that you will
always love each other, and that you will never forget to call or write. Perhaps
you exchange gifts, making the moment even more emotional and intense. You both
try to ignore the loud speaker announcing that your lover's plane or train
leaves in ten minutes. Finally, you realize that you can be together no longer.
Using all of the strength left in your body, you give each other one last kiss,
then say goodbye. You both start crying again as your lover walks away. You keep
waving, but soon you cannot see each other anymore. You turn and leave the
airport crying. You realize that no matter how hard you try, you probably will
have a bad day and get nothing done.
One can look at last minute goodbyes from a different perspective. For example,
in my first serious long-distance relationship, I believed that if I really
loved my girlfriend, I had to endure massive suffering every time she left the
city. Not to see her at the last minute of her departure would be like cheating
both of us out of the one, final emotional moment that we had left together. If
I did not see her off, I risked losing this moment with her forever. Worse, she
might not love me any more if I missed her at the airport. I knew I would feel
terrible when she left, but compared with the risk and the guilt associated with
not seeing her off, the pain of saying goodbye was worth it.
I might have maintained this perspective if farewells only occurred once in
awhile, but they didn't. Saying goodbye happened every couple of months, and by
the twentieth or so parting, I began to question whether seeing my girlfriend
off at the airport was really worth the pain. I started to ask myself what would
happen if we didn't see each other for that last hour. Would we love each other
any less? Would we feel cheated? Would guilt consume us until we saw each other
the next time? As it turns out, none of those things occurred the first time I
avoided the airport. In fact, instead of feeling cheated or guilty, we both felt
relieved that we could still love each other without having a nervous breakdown
every time she left town.
I still avoid the airport in my current relationship. Instead of crying and
clinging to each other while the last few minutes tick away on the terminal's
clock, Amanda and I prefer to say goodbye the night before she leaves, in an
intimate, stress-free environment. For example, we will usually go out for
dinner and then come back home and hold each other by the fireplace before
saying goodbye. The next day, she usually gets a ride to the airport from her
parents instead of from me. Call me unfeeling, but I prefer to say goodbye to
her alone, in front of a fireplace in the evening, than at 6:30 a.m. in a public
airport, among other couples who are crying while a loud speaker announces the
time when they must leave each other again. Unlike my first long-distance
relationship, I now associate saying goodbye with intimate, loving evenings,
instead of crying at airports and feeling miserable. What a wonderful feeling!
Stephen Blake, Author "Loving Your Long Distance
Relationship". Find out more about the "Loving Your
Long Distance Relationship" Series of books, or to order your own copy visit
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