As I settle into an easy quiet on the homefront, my world around me seems to crumble. I wasn't quite sure how I was feeling about everything, and then I turned 31 last week and I shut myself in, cancelled all plans, got pretty rip-roaring drunk, ugly cried for about two hours and went to sleep at 7pm. Doing that opened me up to enough clarity where
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omg...that made me laugh so hard. because it's so true. i admit that jess and i have our moments but generally we deal in reality and that is one of the reasons i think we work so well. eating the last chicken wing is eating the last chicken wing, end of story. crazy dykes!
why do people insist on a one-size-fits-all approach? maybe your friends are just bitter...maybe they got through the thrill of NRE and found themselves miserable instead of discovering the joys that come with long-term committments. it kills me that you're just about to celebrate nine years and everyone is telling you that you must be unhappy where you are.
Can the bitter and beaten be friends with the survivors?
cautiously, and only if there is mutual respect for differences. no one should judge you because you and peter decided monogamy works best for you.
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