I’m currently reading Ink and Bone, and came across this line that I very much identify with:
More than anything else, resentment was the death of love. It killed slowly.
Yes, yes, yes.
This is something I learned the hard way. Now I make sure to be very clear and forthcoming with my thoughts and feelings. I talk things out. I try to keep my emotions under control. It’s important to clear the air.
Relationships are hard, yo. Though with D, I feel like we did all the really hard work in the beginning. Things seem much easier now. I think the real challenge for us moving forward will be to make sure we don’t fall into a rut and get bored. Luckily, I’m still excited every time I see him. I’m still insanely attracted to him. He still makes me laugh. Nobody understands me more. Nobody is more fun.
We have so many amazing plans for our future.