Last night, I realized that I'm an adult.
Life is hard. It takes work to keep people happy and even more work to keep yourself happy. My whole life, I've had a ridiculously hard time at putting my happiness first. I want everyone to like me, who doesn't? But after trying that for so long, I realized that as long as I have a few people who love me and some others who like me a lot, I will be just fine. I realized that I need to fix the things that are keeping me from being happy.
After being a stressed out bundle of nerves for the past week or so, I sat myself down, closed my eyes and decided to do the mature thing and talk it out. Too many times have I let little things wear me down and not said a word. Last night, I decided that I couldn't let my lack of communication drag down one more relationship...especially one that I fully intend on keeping for a long, long time. So, I took a deep breath, became an adult and started the conversation.
"Things need to change."
"Okay, how can we do that?"
Perfect answer. I love you.
Right then and there, I knew that the twenty-something college girl was waving goodbye as my older, more mature self introduced herself into the world. She is very excited to be here.
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Solid work! I knew you could do it.
Also, don't worry, I'll make sure to bring the maturity level down for the both of us.
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