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I’m terrible at being a girlfriend.
Not always, of course. Just every so often (during one week of the month) I’m terrible at it. During this week, I’m everything I abhored about relationships. Needy, clingy, insecure, paranoid, worrisome. And I hate it, which makes me hate myself even more, but makes me more clingy. Endless downward cycle. All the while, worrying that because I’m being such a dumbass he’ll get annoyed and leave me. Which also makes me more clingy. I just can’t seem to win during this week. I know that I shouldn’t talk to him because I’ll get annoyed and mad, but I have to talk to him because I miss him.
The rest of the month? I’m awesome. Nothing bothers me. He can go party, whatever. He can be gone for work, whatever. I miss him, but I deal. I’m fun, upbeat, happy, and in love. I have a sense of humour, and can usually just take what he says at it comes, not as a personal insult.
I hate when I feel like this. It blows. Life is just not as easy as it is in the movies. It takes work, and it just doesn’t happen like that. It doesn’t usually show the ugly side of relationships.
Thankfully this mood usually doesn’t last more than 1 day (sometimes 2) and I’m back to my bright, bubbly self quickly!
