I know I haven’t written in a while. It’s been hanging over my head: I’ve become a life event blogger. I truly “hate” that I do that (I put hate in quotes because it is such a strong word and I probably don’t actually hate it, but I do greatly dislike). I wish I had the conviction to write on a daily basis but honestly I’m not sure I could come up with anything worth reading that frequently.
Even worse? I am not just a life event blogger, I am a god-damned relationship blogger. And maybe that is just because of my recent experiences, but I wish what was going on in the background was deeper than that. Why do I have such a great longing to be loved?
So, regrettably (or not so, since I am going to write about it anyhow), that is what this post is about: my relationships. Not just romantic relationships though; friendships count too!
I need to clear the air. We’ve been seeing each other for four weeks now (3 if you remove the last week that we’ve recently spent apart). The first three weeks were glorious. A dream, really. I have had no desire to see anyone else and have no intention to do so. I am utterly smitten with you, but I have a problem.
A lot has changed for me in such a short amount of time. It’s crazy how volatile feelings (most notably lust) can be.
The mystery is what drives the attraction. I usually tell myself I can learn to love this or that. And even when I feel a little excited about it, I usually cannot voice a true feeling of attraction well to those around me. It comes off as convenience dating to them; that I’m clearly not as into that person as I had convinced myself that I was. And maybe it’s true? Maybe I just tell myself, Gee, love would be nice, but I don’t want to love this person. That’s okay though because I might not get it elsewhere. Well, I’m smart enough to know that is just hog-wash. And quite frankly, I don’t NEED anyone (that’s the feminist in me coming out to play). No one NEEDS anyone, but it would be damn nice to have a compatible partner. But why is that so hard to find?
But I digress. My point is not that I wish to love someone. I merely mean to bring up the subject of what I would like to call the turning point. That early point in any relationship, serious or not, in which your brain makes a decision that it is either (1) giving this thing a shot or (2) getting the hell out of dodge! Continue reading