I used to tell you it was because I liked you and therefore I liked all the parts of you. And I think at the time I really believed that.
We somehow convince ourselves that we’ve changed the world and ended the needless suffering because we’ve shared a video. We go to sleep each night on our oversized beds thinking that we’ve made the world a better place. And we believe this because it is easy to believe.
Just know that regardless of all fights, of all differences, love must always be built on mutual respect.
Understand that just because she’s with you, doesn’t mean she’s owned by you.
We MUST have our own personal alone time. I don’t want to feel like I am “reporting” to anyone. I am not a 14-year-old teenager.
I think that meeting someone’s parents is kind of a big step.
Respect is introducing you to his friends as his girlfriend. It’s defending you when his mother makes a rude comment about you. It’s deleting all of his dating apps, because he doesn’t need them anymore.
We accept humiliation. We accept neglect. We accept rejection. We rationalize them. We build our level of acceptance and expectations around them. We lower our own standards with our own hands.
He tells you that your favorite bands suck. That your favorite shows are trash. That your favorite books are boring. He thinks that everything you say is stupid.
Instant gratification is something we all chase. It’s what makes us feel good in the moment, but it’s only instant. It’s not long lasting. It falls apart quickly and it leaves us alone again.