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How a Long-Distance Relationship Helped Me Find Myself
I never wanted a long-distance relationship. It wasn’t even a possibility to me. “Distance makes the heart grow fonder,” yeah, right. Left and right you hear about failed long-distance relationships that “just didn’t work out” or “were too hard to keep up.” I always thought a long-distance relationship was an entrée of loneliness with a side of bullshit. A recipe for disaster.
By Megan Jones9 years ago in Humans
Hard to Love
As a woman, I was put at a large disadvantage when my family left the clean, inviting air of metropolitan Omaha, Nebraska and landed in the barren, rustic air of southeastern Ohio. Six-year-old Caitlin cheered as we passed the “Welcome to Ohio” sign on the highway, boxes rubbing against my legs and my cat’s cries booming through the holes on his pet taxi. I was always up for new adventures at that point in my life, but it wasn’t long before I found that the woodland creatures in my backyard could not speak to me, and probably wouldn’t even if they could. Living there was like being a bird with a broken wing and stuffed into a cardboard box with a few holes in it, like the excessive amount of trees lining the area served to block any view of the rest of the world. The sweet Nebraska plains were not nearly so stifling. My eyes could see so far into the wide when the wind wasn’t forcing them shut. There wasn’t much to see, but I could see it. In my new home, the abandoned dirt roads were our busy sidewalks, the moos of cows were our honking horns, and the churches were our skyscrapers.
By Caitlin Cook9 years ago in Humans
Me and Jack
What can I say about me and Jack…He is the cheese to my macaroni! My best friend, partner in crime, sidekick, lover, confidant, and the coolest person I know. He makes me laugh til I literally pee my pants. Unfortunately, most people don’t get to see the side of Jack that I do. I say unfortunately because it's unfortunate for them. He’s very quiet and reserved— the total opposite of me. He normally doesn’t say a whole lot and gets embarrassed easily and my most favorite thing to do to him is embarrass him to no end— but mostly at home, rarely in public, for he would never forgive me. Well... he probably would eventually but no time soon, so I try to keep the shenanigans limited to our private realm. Although, I did pinch his nipple one time at Lowe’s and caused him to yelp like a seal in the middle of the paint section, or the time I ran my hand up his shorts at an auction and almost caused him to bid on something entirely out of our price range. Sometimes, I’ll catch him engrossed in something on TV and give him a wet willy or try to stick my finger in his nose or just lick him in the face. It’s not that I really want to stick my finger in his nose, because I’ve never been actually successful. It's just the dramatic reaction I get from him that is so entirely hilarious, I can’t help myself. His favorite, though (not really), is when I catch him bent over and run up behind him and start humping on him like a dog. “Please stop fucking me with your phantom dick, Vanessa!” he yells at me. Of course, I am dying laughing at this point and cannot breath because after 2 years together he should know, by now, not to bend over in front of me because I will try to check his oil every time, if you know what I mean.
By Vanessa Hampton9 years ago in Humans
One Year After I Started Dating My Boyfriend, Who Was My Friend, I Truly Found Myself
We all have bad relationships, and I was not in the best place before I started dating my current boyfriend, Freddy. I was dating a guy I'll call Stefan. It was a regrettable experience for a first relationship, for a lack of a better description. I was ashamed to be seen in public with him because of his inappropriate behavior; when he'd act out, nothing was off-limits. On top of that, NONE of my friends liked Stefan because "he acts like a clown." Also, I was surrounded by crazy people who loved to make others miserable nonstop; what was once a relationship I was apart of had become equivalent to a nuclear war zone, and it was sad. Long story short, I put up with too much from people who were far from normal, and it just felt like I was involved in a war that wasn't worth fighting. (98.7, thank you for constantly playing "Dreams" by Fleetwood Mac constantly. Dy the way, "Dreams" (1977) is the ORIGINAL breakup diss track.) It drove me insane and I just straight-up shattered one day. Yeah, Stefan stopped talking to me at the request of someone who makes Cersei Lannister look as innocent as Alice in Wonderland, but I was in for the best part of the biggest slap in the face three months later.
By Devin Louise9 years ago in Humans
The Age Gap
What does an age gap mean within a relationship? To me it means nothing. I’ve grown up with individuals in my life having relationships with people older than them and also with people younger than them. For example, my parents have just under a 20 year age gap between them but they have been together for more than 22 years so why does the age gap matter? It doesn’t; some people don’t like a big age gap in relationships, but what gives people the right to comment on other’s relationships when not asked? Not everyone has to explain what they do in their life to other people.
By Tanisha Dagger9 years ago in Humans
The Thing About Age Difference
When I went to the club that one night in January I never imagined how much it would change my life. No matter how big a cliché it might be. I was way too drunk and a friend of mine had somehow convinced me to dance with her. But in the middle of embarrassing myself on the dancefloor, an unfamiliar girl laid a hand on my shoulder and asked about my name. I greeted her and told her. I remember her secretive smile when she whispered in my hear: "My friend over there wants to talk to you, but he is too shy to approach you." My cheeks turned pink and I felt so grateful that the dark was covering it up.
By Cecilie Birkshøj9 years ago in Humans
