And sometimes, peace IS boring. It’s quiet, uneventful, isolating even. But part of adulting is realizing your choices are usually between that or some drama, and I choose the former.
DUMMMPPPP HIMMMMMM. You won’t die. Dumppopppppp him. God. Dump him then go pick up a hobby, learn to cook new meals, learn a new skill, change your hair, go on a solo trip, relocate if it’s that serious but Jesus Christ dump that man you will be FINE. Urgh
I am going to give you the secret that has worked for me in relationships.
I didn't get into a lot of them because I spent my uni years not really committing.
But the few times I did get into them, they were awesome.
And I am going to tell you what worked for me.
Love is a fickle feeling, the butterflies you feel meeting a new person will fade.
What will keep you together in a relationship where you both enjoy is that you like each other as humans first.
When our favourite people fuck up, we don't rush to castigate or criticise them.
People don’t realize how much of a privilege it is to be apart of someone’s life and journey until you’re on the outside trying to get in again. Shitting on authentic people is never it.