I was always one of those people who thought that love was just something that happened to you. I would find myself in dysfunctional relationships that I didn’t want to leave. Whenever anyone would ask me why I stayed I would always reply, “I just love him.” I could never really explain why I loved my past boyfriends but I knew that I did.
I would see couples that were so happy and seemingly in loving and healthy relationships and I would wonder what was wrong with me. I felt like I always fell for the wrong guys. I’m beginning to realize now that although falling in love isn’t always a choice staying in love is. I couldn’t explain why I loved my last boyfriends because I was choosing to stay in love in them and I had no reasons to.
I’ve spent so much of life confusing passion and lust for love. I’ve chosen to stay and love the wrong person for so long. It actually makes me excited to finally meet the right person. I figure if I worked that hard to love the wrong person, choosing to love the right person should be a breeze.