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This is me desperately needing to rant.
You would think that loving someone would make the little compromises easier. It does not. It is not like in life-or-death situations when the pain mechanism gets re-routed. Some things remain difficult to accept, but you do anyway.
Mon Choux is working this weekend. He is juggling his numerous projects. This is me trying to be happy for him and his full plate. If you want someone ambitious, you have to put up with the workaholism, the lost weekends, the late nights. It does not get any easier, but you do it.
I have been supportive from the beginning. I have told him never to apologise for his work. I expect the same courtesy in return. This is me trying to be the cool, understanding, non-codependent guy.
I need my own life, and so does he. We have stayed in and stayed up late after a full day just to squeeze out an hour or two of time with each other, but we are just not the kind of people who needs someone joined to us at the hip.
Not sleeping with random hotties - that one is surprisingly easy. Being the level-headed one about the occasional melodrama or mood swing - manageable. Not getting to see him because he has to work - that one does not get any easier.
Mon Choux will be away for a full month in July and spending his birthday with his family. I cannot object to that. It is what he deserves. Besides, I will have school to keep me occupied. For now, he says I am his priority when he is free. Still, work is the eternal god and my own ambition prevents my tongue from any heresy in this church.
I guess I will have to get over this one. I may not be happy, but I plan on being the cool, understanding and non-codependent guy for a while. It does not get any easier, but you do it. Life goes on.
depressedMon Choux is working this weekend. He is juggling his numerous projects. This is me trying to be happy for him and his full plate. If you want someone ambitious, you have to put up with the workaholism, the lost weekends, the late nights. It does not get any easier, but you do it.
I have been supportive from the beginning. I have told him never to apologise for his work. I expect the same courtesy in return. This is me trying to be the cool, understanding, non-codependent guy.
I need my own life, and so does he. We have stayed in and stayed up late after a full day just to squeeze out an hour or two of time with each other, but we are just not the kind of people who needs someone joined to us at the hip.
Not sleeping with random hotties - that one is surprisingly easy. Being the level-headed one about the occasional melodrama or mood swing - manageable. Not getting to see him because he has to work - that one does not get any easier.
Mon Choux will be away for a full month in July and spending his birthday with his family. I cannot object to that. It is what he deserves. Besides, I will have school to keep me occupied. For now, he says I am his priority when he is free. Still, work is the eternal god and my own ambition prevents my tongue from any heresy in this church.
I guess I will have to get over this one. I may not be happy, but I plan on being the cool, understanding and non-codependent guy for a while. It does not get any easier, but you do it. Life goes on.
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