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Wednesday, September 02, 2009
This is Married Life

Sometimes we fight. I don't mean that we just disagree and argue a little. I mean sometimes... We cry, and yell, and lose any semblance of sanity. Sometimes I feel like ripping into someone with teeth and nails 'til blood flows, and I'm pretty sure that I'm not the only one.

It used to leave me feeling hopeless. We would fight -- or go silent -- and I wanted to get away. Anywhere. Far, far away. When we used to fight, I thought it was over. Hopeless. Pointless to keep trying.

Today I cried so hard that my nose started bleeding. At work, in my office with the door closed, I sobbed as silently as I could. We argued most of the day. I was hurt, and I'm sure he was as well. Neither of us could understand the other. I wanted to scream. I wanted to hit things. And when asked, I had no trouble telling people that I was extremely upset.

Still... I never once assumed there was anything wrong with him. I never felt like either of us were fatally flawed so the whole thing was worthless. I believe in him. I trust that he believes in me. Even when our issues crop up, and our communication hops into that hand-basket with one destination, I know that we will work it out. I have every faith that no matter how bad it seems at the time, we can solve it. We can overcome it.

When we do, and it's all over, we are stronger for it. Knit together just a little bit tighter. Mated forever.

Posted at 02:52 pm by Anjelle



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