I wish love was easy.

I’ve always daydreamed about having a meet-cute like in a romcom, becoming friends first and slowly catching feelings for them. Then confessing and (maybe crying a little lol) as they tell me they love me too.

But real life is a numbers game. You get on OLD, and make a scrotation roster. Round after round, you filter out the LVMs. Hopefully you find a likely HVM, and then you keep vetting. You’re always vetting. You never let your guard down. You have money put away in case of an emergency. Every new milestone you hold your breath and pause to see how he reacts.

Even when you’re married, you still never completely trust him.

You never know just when he might turn and show his true colours.

I wish love was easy. I’ve always thought that once I found that special someone, I would be able to trust them completely, sacrifice anything for them, love them almost unconditionally. And that they’d actually make me feel safe and protect me. That maybe finally I could rest and be at peace.

But reality is often disappointing.

And you gotta do what you gotta do.