Time to Pretend

It's fun to pretend that nothing changes. But here's the kicker, shit changes all the time. People change, situations change, scenery changes, and--love-- changes. For better or worse, love changes in relationships and it's something that everyone has to deal with.

Earlier tonight, I read this post-secret (a little obsession of mine):

And you know what? Sometimes I do get scared that I'm 'just comfortable', not just in my relationships but in every aspect of my life. Sometimes I think that I don't strive for more because I already have just enough to make it. I've been telling my girlfriend for weeks that I'm not happy with my life, but that I am going to deal with it, just cruising along until things until I feel like my life is heading toward a semblance of the old normalcy.

I feel like a brat, a whining teen-aged girl that doesn't know how to grow up and accept that things won't always be perfect. And, you know what? I'm fine with that. I think I deserve at least damn-near-close-to-perfect and I won't let my life become something less than.

So yea, I'm done with the bitching and complaining... But don't think that the issue has disappeared... I'm just biding my time until I'm back in my own element.