Imagine you are carrying around a faux Prada bag you bought for six dollars in Chinatown. It looks real. It feels real. But how long can you keep convincing yourself that it is?
Relationships all too often work the same way. Eventually, the fake label falls off, the seams bust, the handles break. The quality just isn’t there.
Whether you’re leaving that toxic partner or searching for that one-in-seven-billion, someone may well come along that fits your needs. Then years go by, and you question, is he the right match? You sleep around, or stay around, afraid of being alone. You’ve both settled into a faux relationship that is no longer alive, often at a damaging cost to one another. You know something is seriously wrong, and you don’t know what to do.
