Breaking the Circle.
Clone boyfriends, a script known by heart – until she puts the script down and decides on a year without men.
The pattern is easy to see from outside and almost invisible from inside: boyfriends like clones, the same doubts, the same pressing, the same tears – a script she eventually knew by heart. Bella's name for it is precise: a closed circle. And the exit wasn't a better strategy inside the script; it was putting the script down – a soft goodbye, and the decision to live a year without men.
Then the part she tells with a wink: the book was bought at the start of December, and by the 23rd of January the year-without-men plan had already failed – in the best possible way. Read it as her story, not a technique: the letting go didn't summon anyone; it ended the loop. Karma describes exactly this mechanism – a lesson repeats until it is learned, and what looks like fate is often an unfinished pattern asking again.
Her closing is an invitation, not a diagnosis: look – maybe you have a circle of your own that it's time to break.
A closed circle.
Have you noticed some situation happening to you over and over? Whether it's relationships that feel carbon-copied, or how no matter how often you change jobs, the outcome is the same?
The universe gives us a lesson, like in a game: until you pass the lesson, don't expect the next level.
For example: in my life I badly wanted love – including to give it. As soon as I even slightly liked a guy, I was basically ready to love. And they were all like clones. The same behavior, days-long reactions, blocks, ignoring. I pushed pretty hard too, sobbed, etc. Until in the moment I understood: I can't do this anymore. I was sick of this closed circle. And then I went into the practices. Of course, very soon I met a handsome one. And off it went again – the wave, the emotions, the passion. And afterwards, as always, his doubts, my pressing, etc. Until I understood that I already knew this script by heart and couldn't stand the sight of it. And then, very softly, I said goodbye to him. And decided to live a nice little year without men. I even bought a book with that title. That was the beginning of December. And on the 23rd of January I met my husband 🤭
I broke that circle – and moved to the next level.
Take a look: maybe you have a circle of your own that it's time to break ❤️
Thank you for reading.
If her words reached somewhere mine don't – good. That's what this blog is for. Take what fits and leave the rest.
– Jan