We all have our own “Mr. Big”. He
may not be a Wall Street baller like the Mr. Big depicted on Sex and the
City, but he pops in and out of our lives without reason or warning. Good old
Mr. Big.
The sick part of it is that we’d
rather put up with the inconsistency, the vague gestures, and the sleepless
nights thinking about him, than risk losing him forever. We all secretly hope
it turns out like the last episode of Sex in the City (SPOILER ALERT!!!!) where
Big comes to Paris, confesses his love for Carrie and they live happily ever
after. Well happily ever after until the second Sex and The City movie
where Carrie kisses Aiden in Abu Dhabi. EVEN THEN, Big and Carrie’s
relationship only grows stronger, but I digress…
The hardest part of letting this “Mr.
Big” go is the fear that he IS the one and in letting him go you may risk never
finding happiness. But maybe you’ll never know true happiness until you free
yourself from his twisted web of confusion.
