My girlfriend got her own place today. A place off cam� and with fewer roommates.
We�re still together. We�re fine.
But she needed to get out of TheRealHouse.
And I wasn�t ready.
Sometimes I�m not the most supportive boyfriend.
Some might even say I�m selfish.
I think I�m a very loving person.
But sometimes I�m not good about making sacrifices for people I care about.
So I dragged my feet about leaving TheRealHouse.
Then I complained about apartment hunting.
I even made my girlfriend feel like I didn�t want to move and I was only doing it for her.
(Which isn�t true. I know I need to move�but I�m scared and anxious and hell-bent on procrastinating.)
So she found a room available immediately on a month-by-month basis. Presumably, when I get over my demons, we�ll look for a place together.
This all made sense to me.
But now the reality kicks in.
The inevitable nights alone.
The guilt.
And the abrupt understanding of what I was taking for granted.
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