Victoria Grace Nation

Midnight.06.24.2009.

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“5 Things it Means When He Says He Wants Space” was a link sent to me from a friend via e-mail. Thought I’d share.


1. He’s scared.
This I can say for certain. Whether he’s scared because he’s too much in love and is losing himself, of because he’s afraid he’s going to end up married to someone he doesn’t want to be married to, or because, like me, relationships can just plain scare him, I can’t say for certain.

2. Yes, he may want to break up.
The hard truth is that this is what it seems: a break-up with training wheels.

3. He wants to make sure he’s in control.
This is a really selfish thing, and something I’m guilty of. But sometimes men just want to make sure that they are in control of a relationship because not being in control is a feeling that makes them very uncomfortable. It’s the same reason you put the brakes on when you’re driving or skiing or riding a bike downhill: control.


4. He’s trying to be honest.
While, yes, asking for space can be selfish. And hurtful. And really kind of evil. There’s also something a tiny bit noble about it. He needs some time to think about what he wants. And he’s being strong enough to ask for it.

5. What it may not mean is that this is the end.
There’s something holding him back from breaking up. Or else he’d have said, “It’s not me, it’s you … can I have my keys back?” Maybe it’s that he truly does suspect (as it was in my case) that it’s him, and not you.

So why the absence the past 2 weeks? Have I been slaying myself away at every roundhouse kick? Counting every sweat bead that slides down my body? Nope, actually I’ve been busy going in for medical tests (x-rays, blood work, ultrasounds, etc), lying in bed, and digesting the sudden changes in my life.


What’s wrong with me? To be honest, I rather keep that private and it’s still a very sensitive subject to me. But I’m battling through it.


An old injury (I’ll talk about that next time) from years ago resurfaced and it might have been a lot more serious than I thought, after a doctor’s visit. We’ll know soon. So now all physical activity has to be stopped and I have now cancelled my upcoming performance. Bah, it’s okay I’ve already spent enough time crying over it. You win some, you lose some.


I am trying to choreograph something and do a behind-the-scenes thing so I can at least contribute to this gala event that I’ve been DYING to do since last year.


So before I ended my last workout, I checked, in one week I managed to lose 1.5 pounds, and gain a bit of muscle…already!! =) But that was a week ago and I’ve spent this week eating and lying in bed. More tests this week, I think I’ve become immune to needles and doctors.