If I paid attention to the message on all the rom-coms that I have allowed to influence my views on romance I would be so sad right now. He’s never chased me through an airport or train station, and I travel all the damn time. There is really no excuse for this.
If I let Dateline scare me into singledom I would be missing out on this amazing experience. If it is too good to be true, he will murder you. No one meets the man of her dreams. Shout out to my momma!
If I listened to the voice in my head that tells me I am not cut out for relationships I would still be swiping right and looking for the next fun distraction.
If I read blog posts about “true love” and healthy relationships written by 23 year olds I would decide he’s just not that into me.
If I thought about the difficulties navigating a long distance relationship I would give up before we have even gotten through the new stuff.
If I used our complicated schedules and last minute obligations as an excuse to run I could be so far away right now.
Instead, I make a decision to focus on the reality of our relationship. I redirect those pesky insecurities. I shush that stupid voice. If I listened to her, I would be a wreck. She doesn’t like me at all. I really don’t know what her problem is. She needs to get a grip.
I am so happy, even if this is hard for me. I’m not going to pretend I am good at relationships, but I know I have never wanted to be better at them more than I do now. It’s worth the effort. The good stuff is so much better than the hard stuff.