I'm rediculously loyal to the people I consider myself closest to, perhaps too much so, though I suspect I'm interpreting that slightly differently than you intended. I...I don't know that I completely commit to people. I don't know that I'm able to completely commit to people, due mainly to my own intimacy problems. When I am being With someone, I am with them fully at that time, but I need to be able to pull away and spend time With just myself, or I go crazy.
I do try to keep in touch with my exSOs. Blue and I are good at this. Ksatyr and I....less so. Chris and I are phenomenal at keeping in touch, though we weren't ever technically SOs. It is a little weird to be a shoulder to the guy that broke your heart after he just broke up with his current girlfriend.
I...I am alarmed by the prospect of me becoming a housewife. I think alarmed is the word I want. I do not hate cleaning, and I do not hate cooking (though I'm terrible at it) and I consider myself pretty damn good at raising kids in the short term --hopefully that would translate to the long term. But to be a housewife, I think it would drive me insane. I think it ties into my fear of stagnating or something --I don't ever want to leave Boston, but if I can't go out on adventures once in a while, I'll start to hate my world.
I agree that removing the spaces makes a big difference. Hell, Veronica & I certainly have that ampersand, we've been best friends for the last ten and a half years. Five hundred miles hasn't really done much of anything to our relationship than make it more lonely.
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on 2009-02-10 07:58 pm (UTC)I do try to keep in touch with my exSOs. Blue and I are good at this. Ksatyr and I....less so. Chris and I are phenomenal at keeping in touch, though we weren't ever technically SOs. It is a little weird to be a shoulder to the guy that broke your heart after he just broke up with his current girlfriend.
I...I am alarmed by the prospect of me becoming a housewife. I think alarmed is the word I want. I do not hate cleaning, and I do not hate cooking (though I'm terrible at it) and I consider myself pretty damn good at raising kids in the short term --hopefully that would translate to the long term. But to be a housewife, I think it would drive me insane. I think it ties into my fear of stagnating or something --I don't ever want to leave Boston, but if I can't go out on adventures once in a while, I'll start to hate my world.
I agree that removing the spaces makes a big difference. Hell, Veronica & I certainly have that ampersand, we've been best friends for the last ten and a half years. Five hundred miles hasn't really done much of anything to our relationship than make it more lonely.
~Sor
PS: I want to visit this fabulous house of yours.