These are all acceptable things to “compromise” upon–not so when you give up something essential inn order to keep someone else happy, unthreatened or trying to meet their needs while ignoring yours.
Hint: Love is not enough.
The real problem happens when we compromise when it comes to the big things like who we’re with, what kind of treatment we should accept or who we’re “good enough” to date.
If you feel forced to listen to music that triggers primal negative responses in you, that’s a problem.
In today’s use and throw world, compromise is often a dirty word. We take pride in our self-reliance, in our ability to mend our broken hearts and move on.
For all the times I am—have been, will be—guilty of taking you, for lack of a hipper idiom, for granted: I love you, and you make me happy.
I currently live in a house with 3 bedrooms, 2 married couples, and 1 me. (And the dog. Who is sometimes… okay, most of the time, my favorite).
I’d be willing to bet that if we reevaluated what we should understand about being in a relationship, we would find that most of us (and our relationships) are way off base.
When you become single again, you learn that making yourself a priority isn’t selfish or self-absorbed; it’s self-preservation.
As much as I have wanted to be in an open relationship for many years, now that I’m in one, I find I’m not really sure what to do.