Twin extra-long dormitory beds don’t make for great sex, but you will try anyway.
So I’m lying in my bed the night that he unfollowed me and I realize I’m crying. Why am I crying? I don’t know the guy.
You see, it took the romance out of it. You click on someone, decide that the truths they decided to show were worthy enough, and you message them. No longer are the days of seeing someone across the room and introducing yourself.
In the midst of a recent conversation, we hit on the subject of people claiming they know what God has planned for their life, specifically who he has planned for them to marry. We questioned whether or not these people really know or if they are just spouting declarations to sound holier than the rest of us.
But you never asked what I felt.
We’ve all been in relationships where, at times, we’ve felt more like a mom or a secretary than a significantother.
As a girl, I’m expected to want to commit to a man and have a relationship. I’m supposed to have this ticking biological clock that screams “get a ring and make babies!.” But instead, I’m usually the one running the other way; to quote my favorite movie: “I’m not going to let anyone put me in a cage!” And here are the reasons why.
The Restriction: If you need to place restriction on someone in your life, something is wrong.
Never try to change the person you love. What they already are is the basis why you fell in love with them. Don’t try to change that base, that foundation.
The Wrong Guy loves you for what you can provide to him. Whether it’s money, or sex, or confidence, he likes what you can do for him. You’re his ego boost.