To err is human. No one can claim that they have never made a mistake in their entire life. Learning through mistakes are part and parcel of growing up, and it makes you a better person. This week’s challenge is to blog about the worst mistake I made in a relationship.

In case anyone is wondering, I am currently single and am on the look out for someone who I can call girlfriend material. I am no experienced player in the field, having only been in 2 relationships of contrasting life spans. My first was a very memorable 4 and a half year long courtship. My second however was very brief and transitional spanning slightly over 2 months. Mind you, it has caused me its more than fair share of anguish.

I started dating at a tender age of 15. I was immature and a total greenhorn, naturally I made an uncountable number of mistakes which I wished I could have avoided.

Throughout our time together, I was adamant that she would be my significant other and that I would marry her. My constant pledges of love to her were abused. There comes a point of time in a relationship when feelings for your partner isn’t what it used to be. The once loving and special relation shared between us was suddenly tensed and we could no longer communicate on the level which we were so used to.

I did not want to hurt her. I told myself to attempt to mend this huge crack. However I knew deep down inside of me, my feelings were no longer the same. In fact, they were gradually fading. It may be attributed to our constant clashes, different perspective of things and personality restrictions. I am sure there were many others in the mix too.

So as how it was written, I was putting up a false front though not entirely as I was sure that there were feelings, though barely. I kept finding different ways to ignite this melting spark, to get myself excited again and return to the once tranquil place we shared. I must admit it was extremely difficult and it probably did more harm than good to our relationship.

I raised her hopes to the point of exhilaration, made her believe in a future of us together only to send her world crushing down. I was the guilty party. It was not her fault, but mine. I learnt the only way I could really find happiness was to be true to my feelings and never attempt to force one out just to provide a temporary relieving solution.

From this grave mistake, I have been taught to exercise caution with promises and declarations. They are not just words, but very powerful ones. As of my future relationships, I refuse to make any commitment and avoid sending the other party into despair should the unfortunate occur. Instead, I choose to take a step at a time, to simply cherish the moment while it lasts.