Sunday, July 10, 2016
I apologize for being glad
I, on the other hand, am glad.
I didn't like him. I found him to be a pretentious prick. I was also afraid they were going to get married. It worried me not so much because I was afraid they wouldn't be happy, but because I couldn't stand the thought of another weekend in the bosom of my family any time in the near future.
So, dear reader, do you hate me yet? Have I revealed myself to be a completely selfish monster?
OK, now that revealing the horror that is me is out of the way ... I'm also glad they broke up because this will be the first time my niece has been on her own. She went from her bedroom in her parents' home, to the dorm, to a shared apartment with her first boyfriend and now this romantic roommate situation.
For one who appears as independent and tough as she is, this seeming reluctance to be on her own bothers me. While I'm sorry she's hurting -- and I'm trying to think of a good way to reach out -- I'm also hopeful that she will learn a lot about herself, and her own resilience, as she copes with this heartache.