Every day I am forced to see the stark differences between my failed marriage and my new relationship. This is not a bad thing. At first, I would get upset because it also forced me to realize how bad things were and how lucky I really am to have gotten out with my life.
I was talking to my mom about how great of a guy my new bf is. Not bragging, but more verbally expressing how I can’t believe how good I could have had it had I left my ex sooner. I told her about how my bf played a song on the radio for me. I felt it was pretty romantic, if I gave you more detail, you might agree. But I am tired, so you get the short version. Anyway, when I was finished telling her, she had to make sure I knew my bf is not that special. She told me that is how relationships are supposed to be so basically I shouldn’t settle with my bf just because he is the first man to be nice to me after my ex-husband..... Ummmm… I am aware that how my bf is, is normal. I was pointing out how vastly different he is from what I am used to. I was celebrating the fact that I know that I have a normal relationship and that I can see clearly now what is healthy and what isn’t in a relationship. It felt like she thought that I hadn’t a clue that I could have this happy, romantic, and healthy with someone other than my bf. I KNOW THAT I CAN HAVE THIS WITH ANY NUMBER OF MEN. I want it with my bf. Why is that so bad?
I don’t see it as a bad thing if I settle with my bf, even though he was the first healthy relationship that I had. If I am happy, and there aren’t any problems, what is the big deal? He takes care of me and loves me. What else do I need?
oh, btw, I am almost thirty!
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