as long as you want to marry each other, then yes.
i was reading one of your entries where you were just like, listing everything you love about him. being jaded, as i am, the first thought that came to mind was not "awww" but "an entry is going to be made later referring back to this entry after they break up".
when i see happy couples my age ish, it's not "aww" but "give it a little while and they'll hate each other"
I want to marry him, but that's sort of something I wouldn't like everyone knowing.
But yeah, I pretty much assume no one could want to marry me or that I'm not good enough for most people so I just say things like "when we break up." It's sad.
Maybe the point of relationships isn't to be together forever, but rather to learn and grow. Case in point: my relationship could have existed to show her that it is possible for her to find someone who values her for more than her sex and general facade, and to allow me to become more comfortable with my sexuality and myself and experience a truthful, caring relationship. Maybe the signifigance of your relationship was to prove to him that he can actually live sober and have a good time. For you...maybe to just have sex? Clearly. But you get the idea.
It's way easier to think of relationships in these terms because then they seem fun and exciting instead of heartbreaking.
You really do read too many hallmark cards. And you're not as content with your break-up as this would lead someone to believe. Break-ups suck and they're not worth it to me. I'd rather just not do it at all.
And i'm not satisfied with my end of the significance of the relationship. Come up with something better.
as i read that over again i become increasingly hostile towards my former relationship.
what, in all reality, did i get out of it? and how have i not thought about this before?
i have analyzed, to an unnecessary and ridiculous extent, the bad parts, the good parts. why this had to happen. events that took place that led up to this happening. events that took place after it happened. qualities i miss about him. qualities i hated about him and will avoid like the plague later.
but never what i got out of the relationship. for a long time i think it was the satisfaction of being able to tell myself i saved someone. ed didn't drink because of me. regardless of the truth behind that, it didn't hold out anyway. and i was left in connecticut, alone. going to a second rate school. not having progressed very much as a person.
obviously this calls for some burrowing away in my apartment and writing angsty real-journal entries, before putting up a vague explanation of my feelings on here.
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i was reading one of your entries where you were just like, listing everything you love about him. being jaded, as i am, the first thought that came to mind was not "awww" but "an entry is going to be made later referring back to this entry after they break up".
when i see happy couples my age ish, it's not "aww" but "give it a little while and they'll hate each other"
bitter? check.
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But yeah, I pretty much assume no one could want to marry me or that I'm not good enough for most people so I just say things like "when we break up." It's sad.
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It's way easier to think of relationships in these terms because then they seem fun and exciting instead of heartbreaking.
/end Dr. Ranno
ps. and stuff.
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And i'm not satisfied with my end of the significance of the relationship. Come up with something better.
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what, in all reality, did i get out of it?
and how have i not thought about this before?
i have analyzed, to an unnecessary and ridiculous extent, the bad parts, the good parts. why this had to happen. events that took place that led up to this happening. events that took place after it happened. qualities i miss about him. qualities i hated about him and will avoid like the plague later.
but never what i got out of the relationship. for a long time i think it was the satisfaction of being able to tell myself i saved someone. ed didn't drink because of me. regardless of the truth behind that, it didn't hold out anyway. and i was left in connecticut, alone. going to a second rate school. not having progressed very much as a person.
obviously this calls for some burrowing away in my apartment and writing angsty real-journal entries, before putting up a vague explanation of my feelings on here.
oh spammymcspamerson, what have you done.
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