You don’t get to choose, you just fall in love. And you get this person who is all wrong and all right at the same time. And you know that you love them so much except sometimes they just drive you completely insane and no one can explain it and the reason it’s so confusing is because it’s love. But if love didn’t have any challenges, what would be the point?
Almost all of my friends are in a relationship or at least have been in one serious relationship in their lives. I have friends who are married, engaged or in a long-term relationship. I have friends who turn to me for advice on break-ups, on dating, with their kids and in relationships in general.
Me? I haven’t had a single, normal relationship since high school and even that was complicated because I was dating a guy from another school.
Yet…I’m the one everybody relies on for reason and understanding what is going on in their relationship.
Normalcy? It doesn’t exist in my universe. Technically speaking, I’ve always been ‘single’ because there hasn’t been anyone who has stayed around long enough to say ‘I want to be your boyfriend.’
I’ve had married men tell me…“If only I had met you before…” Yeah well, you didn’t so peace out.
Where is this coming from? A variety of things, specifically a blog I read by the wonderful girl over at your wishcake. And a conversation I had with a man who hasn’t seen me in 7-8 years but has known me since the day I was born.
“You’re 24. You should be living your life…you should be in a healthy relationship.”
Note that he didn’t say married, like my mom keeps insisting I should be…but in a healthy relationship…But it makes me wonder. Can I even DO healthy? Can I do normal?
I can give advice on normal. I can see the signs in pain and mistrust and deceit…and yes, I am a hopeless romantic with a cynical streak but can I do normal? What the hell is normal anyway? Because normal for me may mean dysfunctional for somebody else.
‘You deserve happiness’
I deserve someone who treats me right. For me…that means someone who listens to me…someone who can see that I am just me…A bit of a nerd, very much a spazz, a hopeless romantic, cynical and truly passionate. I want comfort…yet I want to be surprised. I don’t know…maybe I’ve been far too deprived for so long to even appreciate the good things…but oh I would appreciate them…I would appreciate him.
Because that’s what I do. I appreciate the little things…and I appreciate everyone around me…because I just care…because that’s who I am.
All I’m looking for is my Prince Charmin™
I just wonder…in the land of couples that is my life…will I even come across the person to appreciate me?
Or will I always give advice and bask in the happiness and romance of others?
Where are you in couple-land? Married? Engaged? Somewhere in between? Did you always know you’d get here or did it take you by surprise?