So, I’ve not made a post on here in quite some time….
Not too sure if its because I don’t have the time for if it’s because I just don’t care enough to post on here.
Well today is different.
A lot of things have happened recently… I am still with my boyfriend (going on 5 months and couldn’t be happier). We have had a few fights here and there, but nothing that hasn’t been solved within the 10 minutes it began (and a blunt).
He’s my world. This is the first Christmas I get to spend with a significant other, and I spoiled him rotten. Well, as much spoiling as a poor college kid can do I guess. I definitely spent more money on him than I did the rest of my family. Which includes my father…. who I spent no money on at all.
Right now, I’m staring at the tree… and I’m just thinking about all these things that may happen in the next couple of days. I’m bringing my boyfriend to my family’s Christmas party that we have every year, which is a really big deal for me. I am semi-freaking out…. but other than that I am actually really excited to introduce a person who I really care about to my family. It means a lot to me.
Speaking of that…. there has been something happening a lot that really bothers me. A lot of people around me have been doing it and I just need to say it on here or somewhere. I love my boyfriend. I love him with my whole heart. He is the best thing that has even happened to me. I kiss him, I touch him, I hold him, I love him… yet everytime I do things like this, I get the same reaction from most, if not everyone:
That one word… I don’t really know where to begin. A little two letter word that expresses disgust really just kills me. I can’t love my boyfriend because it disgusts people.
I can’t love my boyfriend in public because he is afraid of being criticized by his coworkers.
I can’t LOVE my BOYFRIEND unless it’s behind closed doors.
Isn’t that putting me back in the closet where I started?