No, because I was so incredibly lucky to have found my perfect partner over a decade ago… no dream person can come close. I don’t, for a single day, take them for granted.

I dated a girl like that.

Well, to be clear, I thought it was on-again, off-again, and the realization I was a side piece was just one of many lies revealed at cruelest tempo.

Suffice it to say I dated someone completely made up in her mind and about which she invested surprisingly little.

I sent her postcards of condolence on the anniversary of the night we finally broke up, consoling her on the death of [pet name], for a few years. Until I realized I was still more invested in the bit than she was, and I learned she now has 4 kids with different surnames each.

It’s fine. I’ll see them in another life, when we’re both cats…

Dammit, I was just talking about this a few weeks ago on lemmy, and it was surprising how many other people have had this happen, and how hard it can be to grieve the loss of that dream life

Used to then found them. Real version is more complex but definitely real and good. Worth sticking around for.

I think it’s a good idea, trying to find them. Just be aware that pursuing the new dream often entails giving up many that came before, then growing from scratch many new parts of your self, which is often difficult and painful.