...is hard to do, and boy, is that an understatement. Last night I tried to explain to a girlfriend of mine -- a fantastic friend who is bright and sweet and beautiful but who lets guys walk all over her -- that she needs to stand up for herself and not get all doe-eyed and analytical over meaningless gestures from simple men...
...and then I realized that I really ought to take my own advice. Boy what a crazy realization, helping someone through a problem and realizing that you have it yourself. I fell asleep thinking about what I want in a relationship, wondering why I feel myself floundering the second I'm "alone". It must have been one of those nights, because suddenly my phone rings. It's 1:30am, and it's my ex -- one of my best friends, and the other half of my most satisfying relationship ever. He had just been blindsided by a break-up that seemed to come out of nowhere but at the same time had been brewing for a while.
All of this makes me wonder why we even bother, why we surrender our hearts to people we barely know, hoping to find that one thing that will just finally be right. For the road to be this rocky, I hope the reward is rich!
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Actually, the "friends" thing works pretty well for me, I am only NOT friends with 1 of my exes -- the one who, for 4 months, forgot to tell me he had a girlfriend. That's not to say it's easy to "just be friends", just that I'm a glutton for punishment. :O)
Speaking of muscular, single guys, I'm off to the pool!
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