It’s Saturday morning, daylight peers through sheer curtains in your bedroom window. You’re snuggled up with your sigfig (significant other), rolling around in the bliss of morning breath, kisses, and a little bit of thigh sweat from the body pretzel you’re in and you think “damn, I’m in love.”
You say “damn” for a few reasons:
1. You actually let yourself fall in love, even after dating all the scrubs who almost made you think for a split second you wouldn’t find someone amazing.
2. It feels really good.
but at the same time, 3. You know that the following thought will haunt you for the rest of your relationship: The thing about loving someone when you have the burning desire to travel the world, is that it’s going to hurt like hell every time you go away.
Just one glance at your boo and your emotions will be duking it out in a boxing match; Your feeling of joy and happiness that they’re in your life VS. The thought of when you have to say a painful goodbye and get on a plane to some far away place without them.
And don’t think I forgot what I said in the “Tips to Studying Abroad” video… “if you’re in a relationship, BREAK UP.” I’ll keep it real; I’m a hypocrite cause ya girl is guilty of not doing exactly what she said you should do; aka, I’m whipped. If you find someone who’s worth the work, you shouldn’t throw out your relationship because you booked a plane ticket, unless you really feel like it, then guhbye.
But this blog isn’t about the easy way out, it’s for when you don’t want to choose between feeding your soul by traveling, or feeding your heart by letting yourself be in love, so you’ve now decided to do both. Welcome to the hazy rollercoaster of a long distance relationship.