Being in a relationship can really fuck you up.
I was in one until about a month ago, which lasted a little over a year. I thought I was in love, man. I thought it was the real deal. I thought I'd figured it out.
We ended because she had a lot of tragedy go on in her life, and she needed more sacrifice from me than I could give her. She couldn't be with someone who didn't love her enough.
And I guess if I'm honest with myself, there were parts of me that were holding back from her. I didn't want to give 100 percent to a long distance relationship. And then, there was always a shallow part of me that wanted a hot little blonde girl.
So now I'm back in the real world. Hello world.
It honestly feels like drug withdrawl. Like a big source of happiness and security is just gone, and I'm going thru cravings.
I'm yammering.
OK here's the point. Don't do long distance relationships. And don't go getting yourself in love unless you know what the fuck you're getting in to.
Cheers, and see you out there in the big bad world.
