Here’s my thing: I believe that for a person to be romantically involved with another person for a significant amount of time, they should innately be perfect for each other. Granted, I don’t believe perfection can exist in a human being, but no one should ever feel the need to change themselves or someone else in order to make something work. If you don’t work together, you don’t work together - move on. There are plenty of fish in the sea, and plenty of personalities to explore. 

However, sometimes you may find someone who DOES fit perfectly…at least for a while. This brings me to the Multiple Soulmate Theory. I don’t necessarily believe in the traditional meaning of “soulmate”, but more so a more flexible definition that allows for some error. 

I believe that for every person that you fall in love with, there is someone else out there that is equally well-matched (if not more) and lovable. It’s hard to see that at times - particularly when a heart is freshly broken or when a heart is extremely occupied - but sometimes you just don’t know what is out there until you go through a little suffering and disparity. 

Now, having said all of this (and not really arriving at any sort of miraculous, new point) I do believe that by finding certain “soulmates”, you can tailor your wants and needs in a lover more and more specifically. Sometimes, you may think you want certain qualities in your long-term lover…but without testing it out, you would never know if your assumptions are correct. From there, you continue to change and explore. So it goes

(P.S. i’m reading Slaughter. House 5 currently. I’m completely and totally engaged. Feel free to be proud, my WLPs.)

Anyways…this is quite a convoluted post that really does not provide any convenient place to tie everything together, so I will just say what I mean to say and be done with it:

I am so happy for every heartbreak, shitty relationship and crappy people I have gone through to get where I am today. If it wasn’t for those awful, miserable, self-destructive and self-loathing times, how would I possibly be where I am today? Presently, I am probably the all-around happiest I have ever been. I love my life at school, with everything from academics to extracurriculars to friends. I love my family more than I have ever loved anything or anyone. I love myself, and because of that (I think) I have found someone who loves me…truly and deeply - perhaps more than I ever thought anyone could love me. And now that I have been through what I have considered heartbreaks (I’m sure those have not concluded completely), it is alleviating to feel that the search for perfection was worth something.

Side note- Doesn’t it seem like everyone from high school is either married or pregnant? Am I right? Let’s not get too serious, guys. This is only college and you are only a stupid 20-something-year-old. 

Anyways, I don’t quite know what else to say except that I am really happy. And I feel like I deserve it.

Poo-tee-weet?