How do you like your eggs done ~a personal growth

How do you like your eggs done?
Do you like it sunny side up? scrambled? or perhaps poached?

"Too often in life we make decisions we're not prepared to live with. This's a story bout those decisions & the consequences that follow" ~HIMYM

Remember that Julia Robert's movie Runaway Bride in which she plays Maggie Barnes. Maggie would fall in love with anyone who fell in love with her. She even let the men in her life determined the way she liked her eggs done.

I used to believe that love will prevail in a very naive way. That took 3,5 years of a relationship with someone who is totally 'different.' Learned that cultural, background, spiritual, educational, economical differences do take part in determining a successful relationship.
And I finally came into a conclusion out of the blue one day-after 3,5 years-while sitting at a mosque attending the ex bro's wedding. That one revealing moment in my life which said: "dude... what the hell am I doin here.... " lol ~that my friend, is a sign that we're ready...

Ready to move on.

So along came this Prince, the one I used to naively believed as my Knight in Shining Armor - The One - Mr. Right. But then...
I discovered a lot of truths about myself.
Turns out that I'm somewhat a postmodernist, a hopeless romantic, a very independent young lady who believes in hopes, believes in learning, believes in taking courage in what I believe in, a survivor -better yet- a thriver.

And... it took 3 years and 4 months of my life to once again that one day came upon; that one revealing moment that said: "dude... you are not ready..."
This time though, the question works two ways: I wasn't capable to trust him anymore while the ex was just incapable of giving me the comfort of a commitment that I needed most.
Long story short, with this ex, we were in a 3-year relationship before he left me for another girl. We got back again together after 1,5 year apart to find a brief 4 months that we wanted different things and I was no longer capable of trusting him.
Then we broke up, each with our own conception, me with the above and to him it was not his responsibility that I am not happy with myself.

So I was convinced that we are responsible to our own happiness which could be partially true when we are talking about personal growth.

Then along came a warmhearted not a too stranger companion who gave a new light that considered the notion as a very cold one. Somehow I found it relieving to learn from him and know people are indeed responsible to their own happiness but we as their friends will also be compassionate enough to ensure their happiness. That no one deserved to be left alone in order to find their own happiness.
And thus the not too a stranger has been such a good companion even before my fall out had happened.

Coming back onto how do I like my eggs done ~ it is not sunny side up nor it is poached ~ I like it scrambled!

Scrambled as in having been 'raw' then to have life whisked me to blend into a homogeneous liquid. The low heat and the constant life stirring movement, have made me a creamier end product.
Additional ingredients such as learning to trust again, letting go of things I cannot control, to enjoy great times as they are may also be added.

Thus came the new light that this me should be even more moist in texture with a creamy consistency to be lucky enough to find The One, one fine day.