So yeah, there's an elephant in the room. In my world it's a pink elephant. And everyone seems to be shouting over it not acknowledging it. But there will come a time you can't ignore it any longer.
Today's elephant? My current relationship or lack thereof. In recent months I have been in a so-called relationship. One that went from multiple texts and a phone call each day to an occasional text every few days. It's been over a week since we spoke on the phone and since we've seen one another. And since it doesn't seem he's open to meeting Barbie, Jr. it will be even longer since the potential to see one another will happen.
So there comes a point when someone needs to step up and call the other person out. And like always it's gonna be me. I'm sorry, but I'm not okay with this "relationship". I'm not okay with getting to spend a couple hours here and there with someone and calling it a relationship. I call that bullshit. I call that, you have something else going on somewhere and I'm just a fill in. And damnit, I deserve better than that.
He knows I've been struggling with my depression the past few weeks. Maybe that's what has pushed him away. Which brings another point, I don't need that. I need someone who will stick by me when my depression rears its ugly head. Who will hold my hand through it and remind me that everything will be okay. Maybe that's not out there. Maybe I'll never find that. Maybe I'm delusional but I don't think I expect too much out of a relationship.
So it's time to call him out on the elephant I think and finalize this bad boy. When Tuesday rolls around, I become a full time mommy again and ain't nobody got time for that nonsense.
Today's elephant? My current relationship or lack thereof. In recent months I have been in a so-called relationship. One that went from multiple texts and a phone call each day to an occasional text every few days. It's been over a week since we spoke on the phone and since we've seen one another. And since it doesn't seem he's open to meeting Barbie, Jr. it will be even longer since the potential to see one another will happen.
So there comes a point when someone needs to step up and call the other person out. And like always it's gonna be me. I'm sorry, but I'm not okay with this "relationship". I'm not okay with getting to spend a couple hours here and there with someone and calling it a relationship. I call that bullshit. I call that, you have something else going on somewhere and I'm just a fill in. And damnit, I deserve better than that.
He knows I've been struggling with my depression the past few weeks. Maybe that's what has pushed him away. Which brings another point, I don't need that. I need someone who will stick by me when my depression rears its ugly head. Who will hold my hand through it and remind me that everything will be okay. Maybe that's not out there. Maybe I'll never find that. Maybe I'm delusional but I don't think I expect too much out of a relationship.
So it's time to call him out on the elephant I think and finalize this bad boy. When Tuesday rolls around, I become a full time mommy again and ain't nobody got time for that nonsense.
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