Dating and getting to know people is frustrating enough as it is, well for me at least. If I’m expected to become a mind reader and vice versa on top of that than I’m ready to throw in the towel right now. I don’t know where the idea came from that it’s better to hold everything in and just pray they get the picture.
I will bring to light that yes, I am single. Which opens up two other extremes that my girlfriends and I struggle with. Either those we know are currently planning a wedding, or we’re convinced that we will inevitably become cat ladies.
I have a love hate relationship with the amount of time I actually spend on the internet. Because almost everyday I get a reality check of someone years younger than me at an incredibly successful point in their life. And it stings even more knowing they can only go up from there.
When someone or something changes you, however much, I think that becomes more important than how disappointing things turned out.
This is a reminder that we deserve someone who looks at us the same way we look at them and nothing less.
A lot of the time I end up having really good days. Days where I forget you even exist and that you were even a part of my life.
(I’m terrified of being hurt.)
The process of finding out who we’re becoming is long, grueling, and endless. New experiences thrown our way constantly push us so it’s inevitable people may get hurt, including ourselves.