A hard lesson to learn as you’re growing up is to not repeat the mistakes you’ve made, time and time again. It’s easy to fall into old habits, it’s difficult to put in the hard work and do what’s right sometimes.Everythingiscopacetic
Something I’ve come to learn through the many relationships in my life is an idea expressed well through one of my professor’s quotes, “Opposite’s attract, but they don’t often stay together very long.” I’ve had a tendency to date bad boys: you know, they type with the rough-around-the-edges appeal? I’ve dated some drug dealers and lots of guys in bands with messy hair and tight pants who chain smoked cigarettes and thought school was a joke. They all had different upbringings from me, most came from a different socio-economic background, and almost all of their parents were divorced. Not that the last part is their fault or anything, but it’s not my life, and not something I can relate to. Oh and I mostly dated Hispanic guys for whatever reason.
So, where am I getting with this? Well, these relationships all failed - actually most of them went up in smoke. I became frustrated with their low standards, lack of ambition and overall grimey lifestyle, and they became sick of me trying to “fix” them and insisted that I thought I was better than them to some extent. It wasn’t fair for anyone, and it wasn’t realistic.
I’ve finally found someone who has similar values, standards and upbringing to myself. His parents are still married, he’s about to graduate from college and is looking at law schools, he has a great family, he likes to have fun but he’s very responsible and has ambitions in life and is overall, pretty clean cut and, you know, the type of guy you bring home to your parents. And, I have brought him home, and for the first time, pretty much ever, my parents like the guy. Who would have guessed?
Unfortunately, we’re doing long distance since I moved from Colorado, and will be till I graduate in the spring, but, I think he might be worth it. I know there is apart of me who craves that bad boy, but deep down, I know it’s not what I need and it’s never made me happy in the long run.
I’m with a great guy, I’m extremely lucky, and he’s not what I’ve gone after in the past. Maybe, I’m growing up. A little. Maybe. Who knows?
I’m not meant for this town. I need a city with neon lights, a bad case of insomnia and a fair amount of trouble.everything is copacetic