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Saturday 13 December 2014

I want to tell...

People say that in relationship there must be total honesty as well as complete sacrifice so the other one would be truly happy.

The problem is that to make sacrifice you can't tell everything to the other person. Like I've written an article about T. I wrote it about him and I wrote how I love him and how I would love to live with him. But at the end I am just angry. And to be... fair, I can't tell him that. I don't tell him so many things just in order to keep him from being hurt. I am so sorry, love, but what else was I supposed to do? Tell you I love you more than myself? I actually do.

I hate this showing off. Making the other one to feel worse. I want him to be happy, I don't want him to be sad and unhappy. And I certainly don't want him to feel quilty. That is the core of the fact. I keep some things to myself because I love him. And I'd rather keep it to myself because it isn't worth him being sad. I love him, I need him to smile, not to blame himself.

But I cannot change everything, can I?

I am hundred percent honest with him. And I tell him everything important. And sometimes it hurts to know that I've been making sacrifices and he probably doesn't see that. Like me and psychology. I wanted to do that just to make him happy, proud of me. I would love to surprise him and make him happy with something like this.