Relationships are confusing as fuck. And I might have a problem – I’m finding that I want what I don’t have, and once I have it, I don’t want it anymore. Or rather, I don’t want all the complications that finally having it comes along with. Like discrepancies and differences and disparities. Like boundary determination and guilt and wondering how far is too far or not enough or just right.
I have regrets. I feel like I always wind up with regrets. And I don’t want to regret this one. I’m terrified of doing something wrong. But I don’t know what “wrong” is in this case.
Damn it, relationships are hard.