This Is the Place Where I Stop Helping

Lately, I've been reading a lot of books. I'm reading them to better myself in areas that I can accept the fact that I need improvement. And honestly, these books are hitting me in ways that I never thought they would. I can actually see myself having the same arguments that these couples are having and you know what? I want off the *"Crazy Cycle". I want to have relationships with people that last.

And not just romantic ones. Real ones in general. The tools I've been picking up, jotting down, and slowly incorporating will help me in all of my relationships, including ones with friends. Especially the Five Love Languages. This book has caused me to reflect on all of my past romantic relationships and look for the signs of love I missed. Such as?

Physical touch. This person still touches me all the time. At first, I thought he was just a hugger. And then I thought he was clingy until it worked itself into being annoying. I'm not a hugger. Never have been. Physical touch makes me nervous because you're all up in my bidness. But this person neeeeeeeeds to touch. Elbow to elbow. Knee to thigh. Leg to thigh. Head to shoulder. It doesn't matter.

I know that I've experienced growth because the last time this person touched me, well... I touched them. It kind of threw them off too; being touched and all. I've never seen them smile so big. See, I feel like I have grown a bit. And I'm cutting myself some slack because I intend for this to be like success - a journey not a destination.

But this is where I draw the line, "every little bit helps". Little? Little. Maybe it seems little to you because yoooooou never bothered to do research on the topic. But as of 1130 this morning, I know more about your topic of expertise than you do. And I don't need to know this information. I wanted to find it out to help you. But you know what? Your blase' attitude has rubbed me the wrong way again and while I know that I will fully recover, I won't extend my assistance to you anymore. You obviously don't want my help and clearly your dream isn't as important as you profess it to be.

All that being said, what are you doing for the game tonight? I'm feeling like B-Dubs.

*from Love & Respect

P. S. to my Bloggie Peeps - Read these books, yo. Especially if you're married, single, dating, in a relationship, happily, unhappily, or - most importantly - human.