I am at a major crossroads in my life. After 10 years (yes, 10 YEARS) of college I am getting ready to graduate in a few short days. Well, at least this degree is something I can do something with... unlike my first one. Along with this comes me, moving to a place that is very far and very different than all the places I have ever lived.
But that's not what bothers me.
I am in love with my best friend... He is amazing. He is funny, he makes me a better person and makes me want to be better. He does, however, have that one fatal flaw that so many guys seem to suffer from, and that is only dating girls that could fit in his pocket...
Now mind you, he is attracted to these girls on a physical sense, but always realises it will never work out. So at least that chalks one up in his favour.
But the fact of the matter is that though he loves me (and he does, and he says he does) he is not IN love with me. I think it bothers him that his family loves me so much (and they bug him about marrying me, too).
He knows how I feel. And I feel the moment was cemented for me when I decided I could brush my teeth in front of him without freaking out (because, yes, trust me, that's a huge issue with me).
So here's the thing, and here's what I'm thinking- he is the man of my dreams. He is everything I want. He is my best friend.
I want to be everything he wants.
Though I will never be "pocket sized" I, like so many others, could definately lose weight. I am an athlete and I love sports, I love to run, I love the outdoors... but the pounds don't come off. SO I know when people are held accountable for their actions they are more likely to follow through. Here I am holding myself accountable... to myself, to the phantom people who *will be reading (ha ha)* this blog.
Let's see if this works.
Day 1: 5"10" 209
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