Well I guess twitterpation isn't always what it seems! You see, I broke up with Sean a week ago...I'm sure I broke his heart. For him, it probably came right out of the blue, except for those last three days before I mustered up the courage to give that final word. Every month that we were together, I had 3-7 days of an unsettling feeling, like everything was going way too quickly, but I just wrote it off as my natural desire to cut and run when I feel things becoming too routine....anyone can cite that personality trait by taking a quick gaze at my resume. Finally, this feeling peaked and I absolutely couldn't ignore it. He was so good to me, so nice, Mr. "I'll do whatever you want," constantly telling me how lucky he got, to nab a girl like me, and reminding me (also constantly) that he'd never let me go. I knew I couldn't sincerely stomach the upcoming February Hallmark holiday with my gut telling me to look into the study abroad programs at school, just to get away. So, finally, I spoke to my friends about all of these fears and frustrations, and anyone who knows how I function knows that by this point I had already decided it was past tense. It helps to know that, as it turns out, many people have many serious relationships (and, amazingly, even many engagements) before finding the one they'd like to stick with. It helps even more to know that, much to my surprise, my family and friends have stuck right by me in my decision, even though they all seemed to have got on fabulously with Sean.
It's weird to be sitting around, having a nice big glass of chocolate milk and realize that I just tossed any girl's dream in the wastebasket. Doesn't everyone want that guy who is ultra caring and sweet, wants a zillion kids, and is overall just darned simple to get along with? This girl has other ideas, apparently. And I'm certain that I wouldn't have it any other way.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
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