Is it true what they say—that you can’t really get over a past love until you find a new one? It has been over four years since my last serious relationship, and now, for the first time, I am finding myself falling hard for someone else. While I find the prospect of a new love exhilarating, I can’t help but panic: Wait! I’ve still got baggage! That’s all I can think about—the damn baggage. Though my ex and I ended it almost half a decade ago, the emotional remnants are anything but long gone. We still talk on occasion, and while most of these conversations begin with nostalgia and laughter, they more often than not end with feelings of mutual disgust. While I try my best to avoid these sporadic blasts-to-the-pasts, it is--as all women know--easier said than done.
We always hear it: Everyone’s got baggage. And while dealing with the weight of the past is never easy, it has to be done, one way or another. I am not a believer in serial monogamy—in finding a new love simply to replace an old. I am a believer, however, in moving on, and in my case, my baggage is worn out. Okay, so maybe I do have more baggage in my future…so what? I could use a fresh set.