If there’s one thing I’ve learned about relationships (either by experience or 2nd hand), it’s that you have to take a chance. You have to take a chance on someone because they very well could be the person you spend the rest of your life with. You have to forget all of those past relationships and those moments that broke your heart, and open yourself (and your heart) up to something new.
I shied away from relationships because I was afraid of getting hurt. No one wants to get their heart broken. I was afraid of falling in love and letting someone complete my life. I was afraid of a future with someone. But most importantly, I was afraid of being happy with someone.
But the truth is: I’m not getting any younger (as scary as that sounds), and with every passing day, I am realizing that a future with someone isn’t as scary as turning 30. I don’t want to be 40 when I start popping out babies. I’m not a kid anymore. My days of partying till the wee hours of the morning on a Saturday night are starting to come to a close. It’s just as much fun staying in with a bottle of wine and a few movies with some good company, as it is going out and partying with your friends. The difference is, at least if I stay in with a bottle of wine, I don’t wake up hung over the next morning.
In January I said that 2009 is going to be my year. I’m taking a chance on someone. And who knows what will happen with this, but for now, I am going to enjoy every moment of it. He’s a good guy with good intentions. He’s grounded and knows what he wants in life. We both want the same thing. We both want a future. Whether it’s a future together or with someone else, well, only time will tell. But I need to take a chance on him. I need to let myself feel something again. I need to be happy again. I owe it to myself.
I shied away from relationships because I was afraid of getting hurt. No one wants to get their heart broken. I was afraid of falling in love and letting someone complete my life. I was afraid of a future with someone. But most importantly, I was afraid of being happy with someone.
But the truth is: I’m not getting any younger (as scary as that sounds), and with every passing day, I am realizing that a future with someone isn’t as scary as turning 30. I don’t want to be 40 when I start popping out babies. I’m not a kid anymore. My days of partying till the wee hours of the morning on a Saturday night are starting to come to a close. It’s just as much fun staying in with a bottle of wine and a few movies with some good company, as it is going out and partying with your friends. The difference is, at least if I stay in with a bottle of wine, I don’t wake up hung over the next morning.
In January I said that 2009 is going to be my year. I’m taking a chance on someone. And who knows what will happen with this, but for now, I am going to enjoy every moment of it. He’s a good guy with good intentions. He’s grounded and knows what he wants in life. We both want the same thing. We both want a future. Whether it’s a future together or with someone else, well, only time will tell. But I need to take a chance on him. I need to let myself feel something again. I need to be happy again. I owe it to myself.
We think the stars are fixed in the sky, but they’re not. We need to give into change; to new things.
