A Honeymoon Forever

You know the cliché when people refer to their "honeymoon" phase of the relationship? When we first experience a relationship, it is always blissful. They clearly have a logic behind why it is called the "honeymoon" phase. It is the phase in a relationship where you want to spend all your time together. You want to see them as often as possible, spend late nights talking to them over the phone, and talk about all the petty little things in life to all the massive ideologies you have as a person. The phase is evidently a false means of judging the outcome of a relationship. Every one goes through the point where you literally live, breathe and sleep with the person. 

And once the honeymoon phase is over...
Wait.. STOP right there! O-v-e-r? How many of you remember that I started writing this blog inspired by the character of Carrie Bradshaw in Sex & The City? Do you also remember when I literally skipped from character to character? I was always a Carrie, a hopeless romantic. I became a Miranda with the heartbreaks and had my guard up most of the time. I was a Charlotte in my teenage dating years, when I believed in the purity of monogamous relationships. And every one has a little Samantha in them :) But we won't open that can of worms.

The point being.. you can prolong that honeymoon phase as much as you like. Does it sound ridiculous? But you actually can. All it takes is time and understanding and immense selfless love between two people. Like, that's easy to find, right?

It is only normal to get into fights and arguments. But the repetitive honeymoon phase that follows with the aftermath of a "no contact" phase during a fight is the best. I have mentioned it before. I don't want this phase to be an episode. I want it to last. I don't want to be taken for granted. 

In the previous blog, Men Love Difficult Women, I briefly mentioned a few things about being or coming across as needy and men's reaction to that. The more independent you are in the relationship, the better it is for you. Trust me. Independence comes a long way. I can literally see a flashback to my 'old' self. You know, in movies.. when they PAUSE, REWIND, and PLAY. That literally just happened. When did I get so dependent, that I forgot I have myself to be answerable to? I have been a relatively strong woman, who can attract a lot of attention without even trying.

You know what he found attractive in me? No, not my appearance. But just being an intellectually stimulating individual with self-confidence. And today, when I see that confidence cracking down, it honestly hurts. When did I become like this? It's really time for introspection. The most attractive thing a woman wears is her confidence. Her dignity. 

Just because I am there for you always does not mean you can take me for granted. Things go downhill when you start feeling sorry for yourself. Don't EVER feel sorry for yourself, if you're not wrong. I am not runnin' a pity party here. I am just letting it all out. If someone fails to pay you the attention you crave, it is not for me to feel guilty. 

Rather than self-pity, may be it is time for self-improvement. Even though life throws lemons at us all the time, people take them as a side treat with their vodka. On the bright side, there is always room for improvement and fixing things that are going wrong. A little introspection never hurts. It lets you visualize your personality graph, which allows for a healthy change.

I am determined that any one can hold on to the honeymoon phase and not let it be just a "phase." You can grasp on to it and make it last, if you want to. It always takes two.