Every now and then I get a little deep and philosophical. Tonight is one of these nights. I am so happy to be married and in love with a wonderful man. I could not imagine being 30 and trying to date. I was never one for emotional games- I wear my heart on my sleeve and expect nothing less in return. I have no problem telling people how I feel, and although that may cause problems at times, it also saves me a lot of heartache because I don’t beat around the bush.
Dating is a game of poker faces and cards up the sleeve. People would rather pretend to be emotionless and indestructible. They would rather lock their truths away in a black box and then demand that others reveal themselves wholeheartedly.
The evil within prevents some people from finding true happiness. It is self-destructive and well, annoying.
What is love? What is a relationship? How do people compliment one another and still allow for their own personalities to shine through ?
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February 20th, 2008 at 10:22 pm
This is what I love about you, Kristina. I do this every so often, too. It’s wonderful to write it out, look at it and save your questions because you actually know the answers.
Personally, I love that you don’t play games. In friendships, work relationships as well as in dating, you’ll find more sincere people you want to be around without those nasty games.
Which is what I adore about you.
(p.s. more on topic, but I have a friend, single, thirty-three, who is dating now. It’s awful. I’d be a mess. I’m a mess and I’m happily married! heh. So I know, it’s hard to watch your friends go through that. Here’s to happily-ever-after for everyone.)
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