I’m realizing that I just am not cut out for relationships.
When I say I’m interested in meeting my life partner, I’m just not talking out of the side of my neck. I’m serious.
Yet of the ones I’ve tried to make work, the end result?
I’m sick of hearing people tell me that relationships take work, and that of you really care for someone, you’ll make concessions and learn compromise.
While those helpful words of wisdom may sound good, they can be a bit overrated. We sometimes get committed relationships confused with marriage.
As someone reminded me yesterday that I’d never been married before (Yes, thank you for reminding me of that Rescue because you’re certainly the fu*king expert with your second failure), the key word I focused on was married.
Not serious with my boyfriend and being in love and making plans fore a future. But married, having taken vows to work things out no matter what.
THAT is the person your tears, compromise and thoughts of how to really make it work should be for.
Yet at the same time, my sister reminds me that any experience should be looked at as preparation for something better.
I just don’t have the energy or patience for it all and realize that I’m drawn to certain types of men. Right now, at the age of 3_, I don’t want to go through any emotional roller coasters so I think going forward, casual dating is all I really need and want.
I certainly am not going to spend me holiday weekend moping about it.
I’m off to do a little retail therapy and afterwards, a little lunch.
But surely, you can’t expect a girl to eat alone!
Until there’s a cure for the hangovers…
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