Fights and bites

Its a misleading title - but I have a point to make....eventually.

2 days ago, T and I got into a serious argument. This was serious enough to sleep the night on separate beds ! And how foolish I was to think that I could have it my way or else would go separate ways ! Here I am in an alien land, sans speaking and driving skills and no where to go until for sometime. Who am I kidding? Well thats the practical side of my brain speaking.

For some background - I have been a fiercely independent woman for a good portion of my life. But things have changed in the last 2 yrs - I have come to depend on someone and though it seems easy, frankly its not enjoyable when your ego keeps interfering with your brain.

Excerpts of the argument went like this, " Who are you to ask? I will do as I please !" so on and so forth - this is so common that I will leave it to the readers to imagine the rest.

Although angry as I was the night of the fight, I woke up with hardly any memory of it at all. But I had to put on a show. Come evening, I am trying hard to put on a show......but I love him too much to act any longer. Well I realize that this is what love does to you. It weakens you. Good heavens ! I almost sound like Suzanne Enoch.....the incurable romantic

So here we are after a bitter evening of fights and another evening belabored with bites. Ah ! the delight that follows a little despair