I feel like I would benefit from a "living with your significant other" handbook. Lately, it feels like each day is a new beginning, and being a girl just adds potential moodiness to the possible passive-aggressive agenda. It seems as if my significant other and I are headed into the mode where we've lived together for a little while, we're past the "newness" of it, and now need some time and space to ourselves. This has been interesting to accept - we've debated being stressed out, unhappy, bored, trying too hard, and more to figure out what is making us feel this way, and I think we've finally found out why - too much time "together". I write it in quotes as we might not even be doing things together, but just the simple fact that we're in the same area, of the same apartment (a one bedroom, I might add, doesn't necessarily scream "space"), for the longest ever in our relationship (re: long distance for the majority of our relationship).
I find this ironic. The next logical step of our relationship was to move in together (I suppose some might debate that marriage would have been the next logical step, but neither of us feels that we are ready to be married). We were excited (I think) and wanted to begin the next part of our relationship with this journey. So we do it - we move in together, in a new state, new jobs/schools, new everything, it seems. And it's fun, for a while. But then we get to where we are at this point...feeling as though we need our space. Isn't that funny? You finally get to see your significant other everyday, a rarity for us, and now it's like we yearn for those days we did long distance.
I'm assuming this is a "growing pains"-type of thing; that we simply need to learn how to live together and attempt balance. This just seems to be part of the process of finding balance. And it's been tough - living with someone you think you know pretty well, and then finding out so much more. Not only about this other person, but about yourself. (For instance, I had no idea how much I value having a washer and dryer very near to my person.) It's been quite the experience (I said, "living with a boy is weird" to a friend of mine recently), but I suppose that's the point, eh?
Does this feeling of "too much together-ness" come and go? Is this normal?
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