It was brought to my attention that I have been dating my boy for five months now - five whole months.
This is officially the longest relationship I have ever been in. Don’t judge.
I have had relationships before but they have never lasted beyond three months and that’s because I get bored with them.
They never seem to:
A) contribute to the relationship
B) know what they are doing with … you know what,
C) know how to carry an intelligent conversation with another human being
D) feel emasculated if I happen to earn more than them or on a higher/ more responsibility job
E) know when being racist is just plain wrong
F) tell me how they feel without me having to prompt them (even once would be handy)
Ok I could keep going but I could run out of the alphabet.
I am in now uncharted territory now because I’ve never been with one man this long before.
I have been single a lot longer than he has been single.
He has been in relationships a lot longer than I have been in relationships.
We have similar interests and little patience for idiots, princesses, jackasses, and pretentious people, people who happen to speak with accents despite only visit London for week (ok that’s my thing) or anyone really remotely annoying.
We love cooking together (although he cooks, I bake), we hang out and chill on the weekends, and I don't feel like I have to hold back for fear of saying something that might make he feel uncomfortable.
Can it get any better? I think so; I know it can.
There isn’t any plan, or path, that each relationship takes because each time it’s different but it would be nice to have some sort of road map… even if I can’t read the bloody things!
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