

You communicated and discussed how you can make it work, how you could avoid this situation in the future, and you reassured each other that everything will be OK, it’s just a fight-it happens.

You let them go and move on in hopes of finding someone better or until you are “ready” to settle down.Įven though you were fighting, you still talked to each other you made plans together, ate together, and were there for each other until you made up. What if you find someone more successful? Or better looking? Or richer? You overanalyze, you scrutinize everything to where you forget why it all started. You see someone you may like, you think there might be something there, you take a chance, you stop and wonder if you are ready for it, or if this means you have to stop talking to the multiple people you are currently talking to. It was a simple story of boy meets girl and they fall in love. You saw someone you may like, you thought there might be something there, you took a chance, you tried to get to know that person, really know them, it worked, you made it official, you met the parents, you got engaged, then married and you had babies.

What was so different back then? Where did we go wrong? How did we lose the essence of love and romance along the way? It’s becoming exhausting to find someone, and even more exhausting to love them. I wonder how the older generation made it look so easy, and how most of their relationships lasted, and are still going strong, while we can’t even get through the first few stages of dating someone without a whirlwind of questions, confusion, doubt, and mixed signals. But sometimes I can’t help but think maybe we are. I often like to dismiss the idea that this generation is doomed when it comes to love, because the times have changed, we have options now, people are disposable, and we are more independent-or so we like to believe.
