A lot of people seem to lose sight of themselves when they move in with someone else. Have you seen this happen to anyone you know?
Makes me think of the rat story…. :)
Which rat story?
Chiara is referring to an unpublished short story of mine about a couple in a deteriorating relationship and a rat that shows up in the apartment one day.
Oh, ok. Would I be able to find it on this site?
It’s so true! I love the colours in this one, btw.
I became better. I’m pleased with whom you’ve made me.
My husband used to say, “When your mother comes to visit, you disappear.” He meant that the person he knows as his wife was swallowed up by my mother’s daughter. It made me realise how unhealthy my relationship with her was.
I’m not who I was when I moved so close to you. I don’t need you anymore, ad you can’t make me need you.
After he moved out everything fell apart. When I started to show signs of life again, a number of people who knew me before I moved in with him admitted that they hadn’t been able to recognize the person I’d become in the relationship. I think they mentioned this to me half hoping that I’d return to normal on my own.
I can’t say who I miss more: Who I was before I met him, or who I was with him. I miss the confidence and energy of the first girl; the contentment and innocence of the second.
I like this image. It casts nostalgia in the light of hope. It’s warm, elegant, wide open, touching.
The only thing I miss since I moved in is eating breakfast before drinking tea, I always used to do it the other way around
Saw it happen in reverse, she moved out and became someone in her own self, not simply the add on to him. I don’t know who she was before, but she is amazing now.
Ein bisschen zynisch?
Sometimes you become a better person, sometimes you just become different.
I think we all have a different personality for each person we interact with. The trick is to try and find companions who bring out personalities we like.
This is so true, Erika. I think that’s why when we tell Friend A, “Oh, you must meet B, you’ll love them”, they often don’t…because A and B respond to *us* in certain ways, but not necessarily to each other. They are different people with each other than they are with us.
‘On a crowded street far from the passing cars,
I can see the world from where I am!
People stand in line so they can buy their things,
They buy a vegetable or a can…
‘I taste the water and the water tastes hot…
I taste thge water and the water tastes hot!
‘Hands of love, they keep on gripping…
Hands of love, they keep on slipping…’
(Stan Ridgway, Wall of Voodoo)
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