Commitment. The “C” word. It strikes fear into the hearts of men and women alike. Why?
It brings to mind a sort of finality. Something permanent. Closes the door on other opportunities. Loss of independence.
I think it is really a fear of responsibility.
What’s so bad about having someone care whether or not you are safe? I think it would be kinda nice to come home to someone who is fully expecting me to come home. It would be nice to have a place to call “home.”
I unofficially live with my boyfriend, who lives with his parents. A strange situation, to say the least. I’m kinda like that stray cat that shows up on your doorstep and never leaves. Anyway, last night I told my boyfriend that even though I have some problems with staying in his parents’ home, I have chosen to be there because I want to be with him. I have been wanting to tell him that for days now.
I think I have committed myself without using the C word.
I think the word commitment is scarey also (even though I would love to be committed or someone committed to me)..
p.s. thanks for the gazoo!!!
Thanks for reading!
Commitment is never something that anyone is able to take lightly
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