When I was growing up, I always dreamed of Prince Charming riding up on a white horse and sweeping me off my feet. We'd ride off into the sunset together and live happily ever after.
Nowhere in that dream did I have a ton of baggage. I never dreamed that I'd have a bunch of emotional baggage to try to fit on the back of that horse.
Well, no dream is ever perfect. Fairytales don't just happen without having to work at it. Everyone enters into relationships with some sort of baggage. I definitely have my share of baggage. Actually I think I have several people's shares of baggage.... abusive childhood, abusive marriage, divorce, rape, physical health illnesses, and mental illnesses.
Luckily my boyfriend has been very understanding and is helping me through some of my crap. It's actually surprised me that he's handled things as well as he has.
I have no idea what the point to this blog entry is. Just thought I'd ramble about the thoughts in my head.
1 comments:
Honey, it can work. Just buy a donkey to pull along behind that white horse with a basket on either side to carry both his and your baggage. You might notice that as you two ride along together, some of that baggage may just fall by the wayside. Kisses
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