I spent the last week in my boyfriend’s dorm room.
In 15 minutes, I’ll be spending a lot of weeks alone. Not just without the boy, but without my friends too. It’s kind of scary and exhilarating at the same time. I haven’t been on my own for a long while, I’m a little nervous to see how weak I have become. But maybe dependence isn’t a sign of weakness? I used to think it was and for some people it is, but I have already gone a semester learning to busy myself and live for me. So I think it’ll be okay. Hell, I only cried for like, 10 seconds. Maybe I’m more independent than I was prepared for?
I hope I keep this ability to stand on my own, with or without the boyfriend at my side.
I believe that you should share your life and yourself with who you love, but I don’t think you have to give everything and spend every waking moment dedicating your life to them. There should always be a little ‘me’ time, so you don’t lose yourself completely.
Because there are a lot of people out there who love you for who you are. That’s what I’ve been thinking recently, that maybe, just maybe, there isn’t only one person who loves me entirely.
I’m running out of hours to spend time with the people I love!