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So on Valentine's Day, my parents decided to let my sister and me know that they're getting divorced. I mean, I've seen it coming for a long time. Like, since fifth grade, pretty much...and I know it's for the best and all...but it's still pretty rough.
I think, mostly, I'm scared for my future. Not my future as it will be affected by this divorce but...I think I'm just terrified that I won't be with one person, loving one person, for my entire life. I've always been so sure that I would find the one, and that we would always love each other, and share a life together. Now, not so much. Now I'm terrified that won't be the case.
Which, I guess is a little bit hypocritical when you consider this: When I think of what I want, in terms of what I want my relationship with my future husband to be like, I always, unfailingly, think of my Aunt Eugenie and Uncle Patrick. They are so clearly in love, and they have their problems, yes, but they work them out in such a fair, calm, manner (for the most part). Seeing them together always reinforces my belief that there is truly one person out there for everyone, and that I will find what they have.
But they've only been together for eight years, and Aunt Eugenie has been married twice before. So I know it's possible to find what I want to find, and I also know that sometimes it just takes a little longer, and maybe you make a few mistakes along the way.
But I don't want to make those mistakes. I don't want to wake up one day and realize the person I thought was the one, isn't. I don't want that at all. I just want to find them and keep them and have them for as long as I possibly can.
I guess, really, I just want a fairytale. :|
Sigh. Maybe this is breaking me up a little more than I thought it would.
Also, why the fuck would they think it was a good idea to tell us this on Valentine's Day?!
I think, mostly, I'm scared for my future. Not my future as it will be affected by this divorce but...I think I'm just terrified that I won't be with one person, loving one person, for my entire life. I've always been so sure that I would find the one, and that we would always love each other, and share a life together. Now, not so much. Now I'm terrified that won't be the case.
Which, I guess is a little bit hypocritical when you consider this: When I think of what I want, in terms of what I want my relationship with my future husband to be like, I always, unfailingly, think of my Aunt Eugenie and Uncle Patrick. They are so clearly in love, and they have their problems, yes, but they work them out in such a fair, calm, manner (for the most part). Seeing them together always reinforces my belief that there is truly one person out there for everyone, and that I will find what they have.
But they've only been together for eight years, and Aunt Eugenie has been married twice before. So I know it's possible to find what I want to find, and I also know that sometimes it just takes a little longer, and maybe you make a few mistakes along the way.
But I don't want to make those mistakes. I don't want to wake up one day and realize the person I thought was the one, isn't. I don't want that at all. I just want to find them and keep them and have them for as long as I possibly can.
I guess, really, I just want a fairytale. :|
Sigh. Maybe this is breaking me up a little more than I thought it would.
Also, why the fuck would they think it was a good idea to tell us this on Valentine's Day?!