Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts

Saturday, March 24, 2012

99th published post!

After considerations, I never posted 100 posts, this is number 99.
Other than that the title is irrelevant, because I feel like ranting a bit.


What do you wish you could change about your significant other? Do not tell me nothing. We all love the "you are perfect just the way you are" quotes, but let's be truthful that is a load of poop. We all could use some improvement and we all should be striving to better ourselves. That should be our goal. So, we might not all openly complain about our significants to strangers but the truth of the matter is we are all annoyed with them at some point. I am 100% positive, mine also has some complaints regarding me; however, I am pretty sure he won't tell me them.

It comes down to, as much as I accept these parts, they still annoy me, and some days they truly tick me off. They do not seem to be worth breaking up over, but they are something that occasionally comes between us.

Occasionally, I want to be the center of the universe and want everything to be about me as well. Most days that I really could use a taste of that, it doesn't happen. This doesn't in my opinion make me pompus or conceited, this just makes me human and some days I am like the annoying little puppy that keeps chewing on your favorite shoe, I need attention.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

My love

I always hear people complaining about their boyfriends, and their relationships in general. Life gives us all our own problems, we have our own pasts, and we each have our own obstacles. When we join someone in a relationship we are usually looking for someone who we hope to spend the rest of our lives with, but we often forget that when we do this we no longer have just our own obstacles and challenges; but we adopt one another's as well. It is that crazy little thing called love, and it isn't suppose to be easy.

In order to get along you have to understand one another, and you have to agree to be friends. However to be friends you have to accept one another and all of the flaws the other has. You have to accept their pasts, their bad habits, and their flaws, and you have to live with them. I don't know if there is a person that is "perfect," if there is, I sure don't know them. But I know plenty of people who are "perfect for me" who are a part of my life, I don't need to approve of all of their choices and I don't need to understand them totally, I just need to accept them.

In a relationship I believe this is essential, a person cannot be judged based on rumors, the past, or stories. Not a single one of us is perfect. Yet some how we tend to find someone who is "perfect" for us, and who makes us feel perfect, and we call this insane concept love. If you go about your daily life complaining about the person you are involved in romantically, then you might as well give up now.

I love that he makes me feel absolutely amazing, he reminds me how much he needs me, and he tells me how beautiful I am as a person. I have never felt like I could do so much to help anyone until now, he always is telling me that I am wonderful, and how great of a person I am. He tells me how much he needs me, how thankful he is for me sticking with him through the thick and the thin, which he certainly deserves, and he is always telling me I am beautiful. I am the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to him in his life he tells me. He tells me I am beautiful when I say I look terrible, he tells me I am a beautiful person, and most importantly he makes me believe I am beautiful myself even when he isn't around.
I really do hope I make him feel half as amazing as he makes me feel everyday.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Heres to life

I apologize for being gone like forever, I just started school again, I have been spending time with someone new, who also happens to be old, and in general I just have a lot on my plate.

I feel the need to write this, however I kind of don't know how much of it I want to share.

I have been pretty stressed out for a whole array of reasons. Yesterday I tried explaining this to a friend who is unaware of the one situation, most of my friends are. So, I explained that one of my issues right now was a relationship issue. I don't know if she was trying to be nice, or just felt it was what needed to be said but she told me it would just blow over. Well, it won't. I really wish it would, but it isn't going to.

I love talking through my fears, yet it takes so much trust to do, theres very few people who see that side of me. I also love writing, it calms me down. I have done a lot of the talking part, total openness and honesty is such a feeling, I don't know if there is any other thing like it. Sure; it is really hard to be totally open, but it can happen if you are feeling comfortable enough at the moment. Somehow I enjoy these open and honest conversations so much better in the dark, alone and cuddling so much more than over the phone, but I will take what I can get. I really hope I don't lose the ability to have these conversations, they keep me going. In a way; I have no idea what to expect, in another I have decided to prepare myself for the worst, then at least I am not disappointed too much more.

Unfortunately, I believe he is preparing for the best, and as much as I really hope for the best, I am in a way expecting the worst or at least somewhere in the middle. I know that sounds really terrible, but I am not an optimist, I am quite a realist, even if that makes me a pessimistic at times. It stresses me out, it drives me insane and it makes me want to run.

I find it amusing he is so worried I am going to leave him, over this. There may become a point I can't deal with it for personal or professional reasons, but for now that isn't the case. If I wanted to run I would have done so already. This totally honest relationship we have is wonderful; but it is pretty intimidating. If I accepted getting into this, despite the problems, and with all strings attached you can bet I am going to do my best to make sure that these strings don't split us up.  If a time arises where I feel I need to make that decision, I will do so, but I will indeed talk about it with him.

I would love to say your past makes no difference and in so many ways it doesn't but it does. At the same time, it isn't something that needs to destroy your life. I am glad I can make you happy, and as much as this scares the crap out of me; when I am with you it doesn't matter. There was a time you and I would never talk, not like this. I am so thankful for your friendship, and for your willingness to listen. I hope I do the same for you. As I said before, I hope you understand, if I absolutely need to make that decision I will, but I don't see a point in worrying about that right now. We will see how it goes, and take it one day at a time.  For now; remember I am here for you no matter what.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Mending Broken Bridges

Last night turned into a night for mending broken bridges. I am so glad it did.
I am one of those individuals who cannot stand people not liking me, I hate grudges. If I don't know or never knew you I don't care but if at any point in my life you meant something to me, I need to feel like I meant enough to you, for us to be civil. I have realized recently that I do not always give credit to those who deserve it, and I give too much credit to those who do not, and lie to me. I feel that I have greatly let some individuals down because of this, and most of all - I have let myself down. Every relationship starts with trust, why can't they end with it too?


Unfortunately, it has become quite obvious to me that you will never completely be able to get over anyone you actually liked, and your relationships will be forever different, theres always the past and you can't do away with it. Unfortunately you also can't change it, or rewind and start over. I wish I could have really seen this through someone else's eyes before, it would have saved us both a lot of hurt. However, at some point we all find it hard to look at the other person's side of a matter. Both people need to be willing to do this, one can't accomplish anything, together you can accomplish everything.


I have always concluded that people do not change, however, I am beginning to reconsider, people do change, but it doesn't happen over night, it is a slow and gradual process, and unfortunately it usually isn't fast enough to be worth hanging in there the whole time.


I also think, I have changed a lot, for starts I have had some wonderful friendships I feel comfortable talking to those people, however none of us are perfect, they have lied to me, kept their share of secrets, and screwed me over at times. A relationship starts with friendship, it will never end in just friendship, but it might be worth it to deal with it rather than ignoring the problem.


If you were hoping this would explain my current mindset better, sorry you're out of luck. I haven't shared much of that with anyone.


I love my friends, and I do greatly appreciate everything you all do. I don't always agree and we all have our moments where we blow things out of proportion and create worse problems than the original one at hand. Talking things out helps, even if you think it is too late. If you ever were friends, it is never too late. We all love to be stubborn, but sometimes it is necessary to try to see someone else's side. Which, needs to be done by both people not just one.


...THANK YOU.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Pet names

I love pet names, don't get me wrong. But, I love them when they are part of a relationship. I am not sure why men feel they have a right to call anyone they want sexy or baby. Honestly yes some girls LOVE it and we all love a compliment, however to me this is not a compliment. If I'm not in an intimate relationship with you do not call me those things.  If I am in an intimate relationship with someone and someone else calls me these things it is insulting. I have a few friends who this does not apply to, my one friend and I call each other sexy all the time, its a joke between us and it means nothing since we do not even share the same sexual orientation. However, the fact of the matter is the right to call me that is something you earn, I have dated a guy who was never allowed to call me baby because it pissed me off. 
Some girls will love pet names from total strangers, personally I feel you need to earn the right to call me them, a few very very close friends and whomever I may be in a relationship with is as far as that extends. Other than that do not call me them I find it disrespectful and it frankly pisses me off.  

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Conversations with "Adults"

I have been told I have a very strange relationship with my parents. What makes it so strange I have been forced to ask for I do not understand. When I was younger, like most kids we were not allowed to swear or talk back to our parents or make inappropriate jokes. When I turned about 16 it became not a huge issue. I am allowed to swear while in conversation with my parents, I don't swear at them or call them names or be disrespectful. I do however talk to my parents as I am, an adult. As children we were required to make appearances when we had company, at least come down and say hi, and not ignore the guests.
As a result I am not intimidated by "adults" I do not find myself nervous to go talk to people who are older than me or in authority. When I go home for breaks some of my favorite people to visit are people I should not see as friends are on that list, my best friend's grandparents, the lady I used to babysit for and her family. But I am also not afraid to ask for help from people, such as when one of your good friends decides to take a corner a bit to hard and lands his car in a six foot ditch. I had no problem going to the lady I used to babysit for and asking if they could come help us get him out of the ditch.
 My parents have not limited what we are and are not allowed to watch or laugh about for some time. I have friends who can not laugh at dirty jokes, yet I will sit and tell my parents them. I do not find it so strange to talk to my parents about personal issues I am having because they do not treat me like a child when I bring them up, they treat me like an equal to them. I do not find this as strange as others do, further I find it perfect, my parents treat me as an adult and they trust me. They know more about me because they have allowed us to be "adults" than I would have ever let them in on if they hadn't. My dad can read me very well, it is sometimes scary, but he would have no chance in this if they didn't talk to me like an adult. Talk to your kids, and realize they aren't four, they are all grown up and when you get there, treat them like they are. I was raised with the freedom to express my opinion, to act and conduct myself like an adult. Sometimes I have trouble shutting myself up, but overall I wouldn't have it any other way.