Been there, done that and there wasn’t even a t-shirt.
Spent three years convinced my college boyfriend was my twin. All the drama, push-pull, signs everywhere. Then I met my actual twin and realized the first was a karmic soulmate, preparing me for the real deal. That’s when I think I really understood what unconditional love really is.
The difference? With my twin, even in separation, there’s this underlying peace beneath the chaos. The karmic relationship was all intensity, no peace.