Alberto García 🚀🚀🚀

The Lesson of the Mirror.

Christmas is a dark time of the year when everyone insists that I do things I don’t want to do.

The same thing happens to me on Valentine’s Day when everyone says, “Get on Tinder and give Cupid a chance.” And I don’t feel like playing the Russian roulette of love again.

At 42 years old, I like to stay at home reading books and listening to Deep Purple with my phone on airplane mode.

Unfortunately, I have some very annoying friends who play the dangerous game of telling me how I should live my life.

And they subtly tell me all sorts of things to see if I’ll wise up and get back into the online dating world.

Things like, “Dude, it’s now or never; if you keep going bald and shriveling up like a raisin, you’ll end up dying alone at home with no one to hold your hand, bro.”

My friend Robert (who is always trying to set me up on blind dates with his girlfriends) always tells me that it’s not natural for a healthy, single guy like me to watch the trains go by without getting on any of them.

I tell him I just get dizzy on trips, but he won’t give up.

Rebert insists that I go on dates. But I’ve spent a lot of time dating, and the story didn’t end well.

The last date I had before I uninstalled Tinder for good was with a woman we’ll call “Valery,” a beautiful brunette with the face of an angel.

It was love at first sight.

• On the first date, we went for a walk around the city.
• On the second date, we visited the Reina Sofia Museum in Madrid.
• On the third date, we ended up having sex in the parking lot of MacDonald.
• The fourth date was at the hospital.

She was a blood donor, and she got some blood tests back from her last donation, saying she had syphilis just a day after sleeping with me.
She told me she thought her ex gave it to her. And that I needed to get tested.

I got tested (fortunately, they came back negative).

The doctors injected her with penicillin, and we continued with the relationship. Betting on love.

But the saying that what begins badly ends well did not come true; it all ended horribly.

Valery turned out to hide a demon behind his Angel’s face, and it is not that I am a saint, but….

But some things are very difficult to tolerate, like being unfaithful, being told off for canceling a date with a good reason (your grandmother’s funeral), and constantly blaming you for all her problems.

Time went by, and I tried to save the relationship because I was hooked on her, but in the end, I found out she owed money to everyone; I found out she was an alcoholic, and I found out she was a drug addict.

I found out that she was me a few years ago. It was like looking in a mirror.

It was like seeing myself through the eyes of the people I had hurt throughout my 15 years of alcoholism.

I was like her. I hurt a lot of people. Most of all, myself.

And I think during those months of a toxic relationship, I understood what the universe had been trying to tell me for some time by reflecting on my former self in another person.

Make up for all the wrong you have done, but most of all the wrong you did to yourself. You are the love of your life. You are your best friend. You are your soul mate. And you need to start loving and caring for yourself.

Sincerely yours,

The Universe.

Ever since the universe used that metaphorical mirror to reflect back to me that uncomfortable truth that I refused to see, it’s been much clearer to me that my priority is to be well.

And every time my friend Robert tells me that I have to have appointments, I tell him that I already have them: with myself 🙂

And you, have you already realized that you are the love of your life?

A virtual hug

AG