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Once again I'm using this as an outlet for my thoughts because I don't keep a personal journal. I suppose I should, but it would be too easy for someone to find it and read through all my private thoughts. So here I am once again.
I understand that a person is almost always incapable of fully seeing themself as others see them, but really, is it this distorted or is she just blind? Or maybe I'm the blind one. I don't know anymore really. Fal and I have known each other for almost 5 months, and have been dating for a little over 3. So it hasn't been long at all. But even so, we've had to deal with a lot of shit in that short time span that most of my longer relationships never even had to mess with. We've dealt with miscommunications that resulted in hurt feelings, long separations, feelings for ex-girlfriends causing severe tension, her dad leaving for Kuwait, several pet deaths, and all manner of school and hormonal stresses as well as some smaller day-to-day annoyances.
And she's still with me.
You know what? I'm just going to stop this entry here because I realized that anything I say can be countered with "You went through tough things with her too, and you're still with her right?" and I'd say "Duh, why would I leave?" and whoever asked the first question would say "Well there you go." And I could argue and say "But that's not the same thing!" but really, it is. And I still love her.
I understand that a person is almost always incapable of fully seeing themself as others see them, but really, is it this distorted or is she just blind? Or maybe I'm the blind one. I don't know anymore really. Fal and I have known each other for almost 5 months, and have been dating for a little over 3. So it hasn't been long at all. But even so, we've had to deal with a lot of shit in that short time span that most of my longer relationships never even had to mess with. We've dealt with miscommunications that resulted in hurt feelings, long separations, feelings for ex-girlfriends causing severe tension, her dad leaving for Kuwait, several pet deaths, and all manner of school and hormonal stresses as well as some smaller day-to-day annoyances.
And she's still with me.
You know what? I'm just going to stop this entry here because I realized that anything I say can be countered with "You went through tough things with her too, and you're still with her right?" and I'd say "Duh, why would I leave?" and whoever asked the first question would say "Well there you go." And I could argue and say "But that's not the same thing!" but really, it is. And I still love her.