7.27.13 An Acquired Taste
July 27, 2013 by Rachel W.
“Relationship”
That word tastes so stale on my lips. Rolling it around on my tongue does not make it more appealing, rather it makes me want to spit it out even more. It’s not that I’m commitment-phobic or have intimacy issues. It’s not even that he couldn’t be the one. He’s amazing. It’s the label. The concept is so foreign to me now. Yes, I’ve been in them. And yes, they have been generally happy ones. But the title ‘girlfriend’ just seems so heavy now. Maybe it’s the age group I’m in – early to mid twenties -that I’m just not ready to settle down and think about the house and kids. Is it so selfish that I still want to explore on my own and experience the things I would never do unless I do them now?
Now now now! What a childish thing to say, but I can’t help it. I’m not done with myself. I’m not done growing and I’m certainly not done learning. Maybe once I’ve figured that part out, the word ‘Relationship’ will ripen and not only will I find myself seeking it out, but maybe I would even start to crave it.
I guess it’s an acquired taste.
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7.27.13 An Acquired Taste
July 27, 2013 by Rachel W.
“Relationship”
That word tastes so stale on my lips. Rolling it around on my tongue does not make it more appealing, rather it makes me want to spit it out even more. It’s not that I’m commitment-phobic or have intimacy issues. It’s not even that he couldn’t be the one. He’s amazing. It’s the label. The concept is so foreign to me now. Yes, I’ve been in them. And yes, they have been generally happy ones. But the title ‘girlfriend’ just seems so heavy now. Maybe it’s the age group I’m in – early to mid twenties -that I’m just not ready to settle down and think about the house and kids. Is it so selfish that I still want to explore on my own and experience the things I would never do unless I do them now?
Now now now! What a childish thing to say, but I can’t help it. I’m not done with myself. I’m not done growing and I’m certainly not done learning. Maybe once I’ve figured that part out, the word ‘Relationship’ will ripen and not only will I find myself seeking it out, but maybe I would even start to crave it.
I guess it’s an acquired taste.
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