I want to thank you for all the wonderful things you do for me. Thank you for loving me on the days that I make it almost impossible to. Thank you for accepting me for the way that I am without wanting to change a single thing about me, besides my last name as you say. Thank you for making me feel beautiful, especially on the days that I don’t think that I am. Thank you for staying strong for the both of us when I have my dark days and I can’t stand on my own two feet. Thank you for all the little small things you do, like buying me candy and a drink when you go to the store, or cleaning my room when I’m not home. Thank you for acting a fool just to make me laugh. Thank you for having faith in me even when all I wanted to do was give up. Thank you for pushing me to pursue my dreams. Thank you for being by my side at doctor appointments and my hospital stays. Thank you for taking the risk of being sick just to take care of me when I was. Thank you for watching all my stupid tv shows that you hate. Thank you for being such a great role model for my brothers. Thank you for the respect and kindness that you treat me with. Thank you for listening to me complain about life. Thank you for dealing with me when I’m the wicked witch of the west. Thank you for the unexpected flowers and stuffed animals. Thank you for putting back together the pieces of my shattered heart. Thank you for being you, for being the guy that not only what I wanted, but what I needed as well. You are my home, my happiness, my heart. Thank you for coming into my life and loving me when I never thought it was possible to be loved again. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you.
Honeymoon Phase
So, we all know that in a new relationship we’re all flirty, sweet, buy one another gifts, and all that good mushy stuff. You know, the part that they call the “Honeymoon Phase”. But, it only lasts a few months and then it ends. But why? Why does it have to end? Myself, I actually enjoy all that icky stuff. I enjoy waking up to the cute texts, the ones that are like novels. I like the puppy love, the kind that makes you sick if you’re single. I just want to know why does it end? It’s not like we do it on purpose, it just kind of…stops. Stops out of nowhere. It’s like, one day we forget to send that novel, we forget to be mushy, or maybe we just feel like we don’t need to be that way anymore..? We get so used to our significant other that we don’t feel the need to explain what it is about them that we like so much, we don’t have to be all mushy anymore because, well, we have made it past the first three months, we feel that they already know how we feel about them and we don’t have to show it anymore or tell them. I mean, they get it, right? Or do they? What if once this stops, the other person wonders why it stopped. Do we not like them anymore? Are we tired of them, but we don’t want to end it for the sake of their feelings? Are we bored of the relationship? No, we’re not. We just honestly don’t feel like we have to keep it up anymore. Because we’re comfortable enough to know that we don’t need to do these things anymore because we’re sure that the relationship is stable and that our significant other is assured that we honestly do like them and want to be with them. Unless you’re like me. You realize that all of it has stopped, and you don’t know the reason. You get scared that things aren’t as great as they used to be and the relationship is going down hill. That you’re not doing something right. Although it’s not the case, you still feel this way. It’s the reassurance that we need. All these things aware us that our significant other truly likes us. The Honeymoon Phase doesn’t have to last forever, but letting your significant other know from time to time that you do enjoy them and that they’re the only one you want is something we all should do. Not just for the person who realizes all of the icky stuff has stopped, but the person who hasn’t realized it as well. Make one another aware that you do love them. Send them a text as long as a novel every once in awhile. Buy her flowers, order the big fight for him and invite friends over. Just the little things, that’s what counts and shows your love for them. Trust me, it helps.
Sincerely, Harley
Listening to: To Youth(My Sweet Roisin Dubh) – Flogging Molly
Who am I?
My name is Harley Mercedez Dabbs, talk about a unique name. I just turned 21 in July and have yet to buy alcohol, not that I care to anyway. I am a burn survivor, over 80% of my body was burned in a house fire a little over 18 years ago. I graduated from high school back in 2012 and I dropped out of college back in March. Not the brightest thing I’ve done, but my nana needed someone and I wanted to be there to make sure she was okay, so quitting college is what I felt was necessary at the time. (as I type on this $400 laptop that I bought for the purpose of college use, I’m questioning my decisions, “insert sarcastic laugh”) Now, I’m trying to figure out what I want to be “when I grow up”. I have a boyfriend that I’ve been with for six months now. I’m a collage of different things, and what I mean by that is, there’s not one style or theme that I like, yet I like all kinds of things. My best friend picks on me for how my room is decorated actually. It goes from The Avengers to colorful things. All things in between. I live in a small town in North Carolina on a dead end dirt road out in the middle of nowhere and my view is of the woods. It’s nice waking up to birds chirping and seeing deer out in your yard. I like to listen to all kinds of music, read(if I can find a good book), drink coffee, play (some) video games, and binge watch tv shows on Netflix. So, this is who I am. Kind of. There’s more to me, although I seem boring, I can be fun. Don’t let this first blog post fool you. You’ll learn more of who I am and what I’m like as the posts come. I hope you enjoy!
Sincerely, Harley
Listening to: Face Down(Acoustic) – The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Sincerely, Harley 