Recently, just when I needed to be angry about something, I found myself silent, afraid to say what I needed to, until it was goaded out of me yet again and I ended up blurting out what I was trying to delicately place into a conversation in person, on the phone… and that led to an argument that lasted a week.  See, my situation is a lot different in that I am in a long distance relationship and have been for almost a year.  It is infinitely difficult to have an argument over the phone because you can’t look into the eyes of the person you love, you can’t read body language and you certainly can’t get a hug (let alone hot sex) out of it.  And so, our resentments build up and are saved for a face to face, thanks to a well thought out treaty that may or may not be doing more harm than good.  Because when we do see one another, why would we spend time arguing when we could just be us and be happy? And like most long distance relationships, there’s the light at the end of the tunnel conversation, which is usually at the heart of our arguments.  The longer we are apart, the easier the distance becomes and the harder it is to take your life and move it somewhere else in the name of love.  It’s no easy feat, for sure.This week has been a tough one on me for reasons outside my relationship, and a tough one for my partner because he’s finally looking at his life from a perspective of two and the future and realizing that the status quo isn’t cutting it and isn’t going to cut it.  And we circle back to the same argument that we keep having: the future we want and how to get there.  This time, this argument will be taking place in person and I will most definitely speak my mind, but delicately, and I will be deploying this new tactic.  Relationships are tough stuff, sharing your life, your mind, your heart and your body with someone is the ultimate. Essentially, trusting that they’ll carry the load when the sun takes it’s time burning through the clouds.  But this post, Noah, this post is about reminding yourselves that even in the shit, you still have one another, and rebuilding and reminding that it’s all worth it because even through tears and pain, you can connect at the most basic level.  That even when you’re fighting for you, you still want the we. 

I have to ask – what Beethoven did you listen to?