Personal Narrative: My Experience In Romantic Relationships

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For many years I thought that I was being too picky about my romantic relationships. Being outspoken and an independent thinker, I am unlikely to ever find a partner whose political, spiritual and recreational appetites match my own. Although, in trying to be very non-judgmental and accepting of others I went overboard in my tolerance. Everyone has flaws, but what is too much to overlook? I had no clue, until experiencing two very unhealthy relationships, which have shocked me to the core, growing old alone is not something to be dreaded. A loss of perspective, self, emotional well-being and general safety, just out of wanting for companionship, is much more devastating. Honestly, I do not feel that I will ever be able to fully trust a person …show more content…
He neglected the yard work that kept a roof over his head, if needed, and seemed forever positive and optimistic. Being a non-traditional woman I never gave pause to the idea that I was paying for almost all of our dates. Living in a predominantly rural area much of the date money went to gas costs, but it was my car so I could not fathom asking him to pay for my gas. It became apparent over time that his optimism was likely not an inherent personality trait, quite the opposite, it was an excitement over having found me. I could be the step up in life that he felt was long overdue. He did not have a car or a driver’s license, even though he was 21 years old. It did not seem significant, though. Many people that lived in this small downtown area did not have cars because they worked and lived in short walking distance. Again, it seemed to fit with the rest of the town’s value system and I had always hoped to live a simpler life. Danny’s lack of resources just seemed simple, simple enough that it was …show more content…
I treaded carefully around the topic because I know it is so central to many people’s definition of themselves. Although I will push to understand someone’s religious perspective, I am generally accepting of different religious. It makes sense that an individual’s beliefs are greatly influenced by their life experiences and with that much variation in the world, I can accept nearly anything another person believes to be a universal truth. I can accept it even if I cannot understand it. Danny told me that I was exactly what he needed in his life, what he wanted and what he asked for. He had told me that he believed in a higher power, but did not practice any particular religion. He referred to himself as a Thelemite that is, he believed in magick. It seemed very esoteric and a little frightening. Curses, spells and the shrouded rituals struck me as very odd and even silly, but when he told me that he knew it worked because he had asked for me and I came into his life, it had a charming effect. Danny said that he had performed a spell describing what he wanted in his love life and I filled every part of it except for my hair color. In my mind, I dismissed this all as a silly coincidence, but was taken aback that I could be such a special person, maybe we were soul mates. Magick was something I knew little of and had only mild curiosity about. I was never persuaded to adopt his interest in magick but wanted to be sure it was not

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