I’ve lived in New York City for a year and 9 months, and
with all of the transitioning, the “good” friends I’ve been in search of while
swapping people in and out of my life have been the one constant, even when a
boyfriend hasn’t. Quite frankly, dating creeps me out. You go out, get
approached by a random guy, exchange numbers, and begin conversations that I
can only assume consist of false proclamations about occupations and their alma
mater. You have absolutely no one to
vouch for them, so you just trust that he’s honestly in med school and not a
sociopath who’ll be slipping a date-rape drug in the ginger ale you ordered at
dinner because you didn’t want him to see you drunk just yet. Needless to say,
I’d just rather not be bothered by it at this point in my life. And looking at
my previous relationships, there’s clearly a trend that I follow when it comes
to men, and I must figure out how to break it before I pursue another
relationship. But this isn’t about
my relationships with questionable men; it’s about long distance relationships.
I’m able to debunk the idea that they don’t work. I believe it’s all about whom you enter into these relationships
with. Now I’ll admit, I’ve been in 3 unsuccessful long distance relationships
with men, and even still, I’m a believer that they can work. Why? Well mainly because
although I’ve relinquished the idea of entertaining anything long-distance with
a man, I have been able to maintain strong, fulfilling, fruitful long-distance
relationships…with the women in my life.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Preservation in the Midst of Disposal.
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