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Can we talk about distance for a second? If you clicked read more, chances are you already know that my boyfriend currently resides in a suburb of Flint, Michigan and I am in the mysterious land of Toronto, Canada.
He visited for the weekend, he left yesterday, I was a giant directionless emo, etc etc but really, the only thing that gets me by is the knowledge that at this pretty jam-packed and important time in my life, it’s probably for the best that he be a little bit removed from all the crazy stuff going on in my life. It allows me to focus more. I can conduct my business as usual but still have the comfort of him existing if I ever need to talk about anything or vent about things that made me sad. Coping with the fact that even on my toughest days I can’t just run into his arms has in some weird way made me a stronger person. Not to mention that this entire set-up is an exercise in trust and communication.
It’s just… people paint long distance relationships to be this super difficult terrible miserable thing, when in all honestly, it doesn’t have to be. There will always be bad and better days, but that’s with any relationship.
I guess in conclusion I just kind of wish people would stop trying to give me advice about how to “cope” with this “unfortunate situation”. It’s not what you think. Just because I don’t talk about him 24/7 doesn’t mean it sucks. It just means my daily routine doesn’t involve bragging about how awesome my boyfriend is on the internet.
But while I’m here… my boyfriend is better than your boyfriend. He lets me win in Bust-A-Move and has freckles. That is all.
Some days I randomly start missing my mom. And then I am rendered absolutely useless. I can’t even explain. I guess some days I just want to go home.