Commitment.
Ever since my first experience being married, and having it be such a travesty, I have had a perpetual string of relationships, which most of the time fizzled after a few months.
I have Borderline Personality Disorder, for those of you who didn't know. My most noticeable, and most annoying, trait is being able to get attached to someone easily and quickly.
The 4 relationships I've had in Wichita have made me better, made me worse, yet all of them have taught me a lot about myself, how to treat others, and how I deserve to be treated: like a fucking princess (of darkness!)
I have finally found the elusive bastard Happiness. I learned from David and Josh that doing that exact thing will ruin a relationship. With Michael, I am trying to pace myself like a boss. Sorry, had to. But I digress... So far? Freakin' impressive, if I do say so myself. Said THE word a but to early most likely, and I did have to get some advice for a few people, but I am relieved that I did it. And I wasn't offended when it wasn't fully reciprocated. And that usually happens. I do believe this is a good sign that I am getting over some of my relationship issues, of which there are a myriad of.
As a final note, almost having a seizure is not fun.
