I happened to have a friend who is permanently calm.
His car brakes down unexpectedly? No problem. Running late with deadlines at work? No problem. The world crumbles and falls apart? No problem: grab a bucket of popcorn, sit calmly and observe. For years, I thought that my friend was a brute who didn't care much about anything. It was far from the truth.
Not every relationship is a “romantic book” perfect and when we feel stuck we have to break through in order to move on. I couldn’t distinguish two different states like being alone and lonely... I was running from both.
Fall in love when you are ready, not when you are lonely…