Once upon a time there was a streaming service called Netflix. They gave the green light to create a series based on a series of graphic novels by Alice Oseman.
And this show...has changed me. For the better.
And the worse.
It's a love story.
And it's a love story that makes me very sad that MY love story is ...the best I can come up with is it's the complete opposite.
My love and I are ...I don't know what we are right now. But we are not a couple where the one person risks everything to be with the one he loves. We are not even a couple at this time.
He will not change things until A is 18.
And after going round and round...I'm tired of fighting for us.
And the place I am has me sure that the right thing, the smart thing to do is to stop and re-assess in 4 years. And not only that, but if he wants me and doesn't decide to stay in his marriage -then when he comes to me, he has to be divorced. Not just separated but divorced and we're going to do this right this time. I deserve that.
I had another thought ...I am hoping that maybe I might start to not hate myself as much when I'm not involved with a married man.
While infidelity is not shocking to me (my normal) - it went against my hopes and dreams born out of reading romance novels I had when I was young. And while those might have been not necessarily the perfect way to learn about romance, they still featured someone getting chosen by the person they chose right back and that person was not married.
And all I want is someone of my own to love and care for and have them love and care for only me.