A breakthrough:
Nov. 17th, 2003 11:24 pmI realized in the car today while belting out Catie Curtis's "Honest World" for the 287247569743654653th time that I've been going about relationships all wrong. A lot of times when things will be especially difficult in a relationship, I'm tempted to do one of two things: a) leave, to take "the problem" (me) out of the equation, or b) leave, to remove myself from "the problem" (the other person). What's ironic about this is that I come from a pretty chaotic childhood home life that was chock full of "problems," but it never really occurred to me to leave because, well, they're family, and you don't run from family. Family is permanent, so you have to find a way to work it out.
Now why on earth was I not extrapolating this to my significant other? Duh. It seems like such a little thing, but it was completely mind-blowing to me. Family. Duh. I say she's my family at least once a week, but my brain wasn't going that far.
Now it is.
(This isn't to say there aren't times when it's warranted to leave. I would be a hypocrite if I said otherwise, especially since I did some significant leaving in 2001. I haven't stopped acknowledging this, and yes, it's true I probably could have worked harder, but for what?)
Now why on earth was I not extrapolating this to my significant other? Duh. It seems like such a little thing, but it was completely mind-blowing to me. Family. Duh. I say she's my family at least once a week, but my brain wasn't going that far.
Now it is.
(This isn't to say there aren't times when it's warranted to leave. I would be a hypocrite if I said otherwise, especially since I did some significant leaving in 2001. I haven't stopped acknowledging this, and yes, it's true I probably could have worked harder, but for what?)