just because it’s familiar doesn’t mean it’s right for you
just because it might get better doesn’t mean it’s right for you
just because it makes someone else happy doesn’t mean it’s right for you
just because it was good once doesn’t mean it’s right for you
just because it’s easy doesn’t mean it’s right for you
just because there are no other options doesn’t mean it’s right for you
The Varrying Views of Love.
These days, the meaning of love and the purpose of having a relationship have been blown off course. Especially to young women. We learn when were infants that everybody has somebody to love, every girl will have her own special prince to be married to who is nobody elses but hers. In almost every movie we see it and we learn from it, and it fools us. Because as we grow older we get impatient and begin to think that everybody is that special somebody that you are to love.
People become too dependent on this love and it starts as early as your first bestfriend. You find that friend or friends that you enjoy being around, and you become inseperable. You do everything with them, and your not the same without them. Eventually you become dependant on them, and if they don’t go somewhere, you don’t go either. We’re all guilty of this and it’s perfectly normal, nobody wants to go somewhere alone and risk having an awkward time. Sometimes it’s not always the right decision to throw away every event that comes your way because that person you depend on isn’t going, but sometimes it’s the safe thing to do. But then hormones kick in, and the opposite sex becomes desirable and your friends start to get on your nerves. Fights erupt with those special friends and you begin to realize that having a boyfriend is a way to escape them. But you don’t really love your boyfriend, oh no, you just like the thought of having a boyfriend. You like the feeling of being a little independent from your friends, you like the change, you like having something new to talk about, and you like to lust.
But then, you and your boyfriend don’t work out, so you get sad because you don’t know what to do. You feel like your a loser and aren’t pretty. So you become desperate for another boyfriend, and another, and another. And then you become dependant on on every man that passes you by that really isn’t worth your time. But they are the only ones who can fufill your needs, and you constantly seek them, because at this point you have lost your independence. You go through your desperate stage. You throw yourself at any guy until you finally find another one.
You become obsessed with the word “boyfriend” and everything that has to do with it. The sad part about the whole thing is that you like the thought of having a boyfriend more than the actual person you are in the relationship with. What I hate the most is when girls talk about there boyfriends and don’t even call them by their names.
Court today... STILL about my parents fighting over me and child support and where I live and blah.
Despite my attempts to make known to the court and my parents that I am NINETEEN, I’M NOT A CHILD, AND I DO NOT WANT OR NEED SUPPORT MONEY FROM EITHER OF MY PARENTS REGARDLESS OF WHERE I LIVE, they haven’t done or accomplished anything.
So now today we have a trial. And I’ll be up there as a witness, saying what I’ve already tried to say to the court. Hopefully, since it’s now trial and everyone is sick of having had to deal with this hassle for the last year something will atcually get accomplished.
I hate Family Court with every fiber of my being.