You're Breaking My Stride

Well, D- and I are over. Part of me thought it would be a lot harder than this and part of me thought it would a lot easier. Yea, I miss having someone around (all the time), but there a lot of things that I'm not going to miss. I won't miss having children ever other weekend, I won't miss the drama of his ex-wife, and his best friend, and his best friend's druggie girlfriend. I won't miss glasses with leftover milk in it that are left for me to clean. I won't miss having his dirty clothes left in the bathroom for weeks at a time. He thinks that I've made a rash decision, but he doesn't know how long I have been thinking about doing just this. His attitude for the past week were simply the catalyst that made me make the final cut. I've also found that I'm starting to change back into the person that I was before I was with D-. I'm more confident and able to make decisions without worrying about what someone else will think.

You know I've heard (and agree) that current media has screwed up the way our society views romance. We expect it to be more like the movies than reality. We think that in the end it will all work itself out and everyone will get their happy ending. Even I have to stop and think about whether certain romantic ideals are obtainable or something that just happens in the movies or in books. I mean I have a relationship (not with D-) that sometimes I think what if we could be like "The Way We Were"? Trying and trying and finally having to cut your losses (I've really been wanting to watch that for the past few days). I know I will get criticized for seeing that as one person I know would be astounded to even know I think that. It could happen though? Maybe? In another time and place?

Time to go home now.