There are days when everything just isn't perfect. Those days, I feel at my most needy. Every girl's greatest fear: being too needy, being overbearing, being a nuisance because you're overwhelmed with wanting and too afraid of losing.
For the ladies, who read this, breathe... we're all needy in one way or another. Men
know that, and anyone who tells you that
THEY aren't needy and
YOU shouldn't be needy, is probably some type of
bitch relationship villain.
But anyway, imperfect days are the worst. They are the days that we haven't talked much. I'm wondering
if I should send another text, have I sent too many texts? Maybe he's busy, or sleeping, or something that doesn't involve me. And yeah it makes me worry. I worry that it'll be that
ONE imperfect day, that makes him realize he's just happier without me blowing up his phone. He's happier without all the data charges, and the intangible relations.
One day everything I'm not will make him happier than everything I am. Those are imperfect days.
But they don't last. It's scary, it's always scary and even this blog scares me because it's about something so fragile, that it could end at any given moment. I started the campaign, as a way to keep hope alive for me and SAM. In our perception of events it would take no shorter than 1-2 years before we can see each other again. Which you can imagine, feels like an eternity, especially when you have imperfect days. This particular blog post doesn't have a happy ending, it's too real for that. Imperfect days remain imperfect until they end.
Tell me, what comforts you on imperfect days? Should I be running for some type of fudge infused, chocolate delight sundae? A novel? comedy? What gets you through the insecure moments?
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