In my past I have ran into some things that do not make any sense at all. When I was younger I had what I thought of as the greatest relationship. We fought all the time, made fun of each other, broke up, got back together, broke up, and got back together, and so on. I guess when you’re younger and don’t realize that this person you are with probably will not be the love of your life down the road, you tend to do things like that. I use to get all tied up in knots because I thought my life was crappy because this person didn’t want to be with me, when all it was, was a good excuse to make someone up set for the day. This seemed to be the pattern till I met the women I am with now.

I guess you could say I am more mature when it comes to relationships, but there are still things that I really have a hard time understanding. I have always wondered why owning thirty-seven pairs of black shoes was really that big of a deal? I only have one, and those are kind of beat up. Another thing is all the damn clothes. I guess I just wonder if you really know what is in your closet. How can you, it all looks the same to me. Then there is the cleaning thing. I know I am a guy and really should just leave this as it is, but why is it that dust on a shelf can turn a person into an extremely pissed off person. I don’t really understand it. A civil person can go from “so what would you like to do tonight?” To “look at all of this dust, I can’t go anywhere with all this dust.” Meanwhile I am just thinking, not saying just thinking, “Who is going to see it? It’s just me and you here, and I don’t really give a shit?” That might be something I may never understand.

Another thing I have learned is, there is no perfect relationship. I don’t care if you think the relationship you are in right now is totally perfect; it’s not, so get use to it. Now that I cleared all that up I feel like I need to address the issue of fighting. I am not talking about little tiffs, I mean all out yelling. I had this couple that once told me they never fight. After watching them for a while I realized, their right, they don’t fight and about 3 months later when they couldn’t stand the sight of each other, I was asked by them to analyze their relationship in hopes that I could find the reason they were so upset with each other, how ironic I thought.