Does distance really make things more difficult for two people? or does it just prove the strength of them? I have been fighting and trying to see how strong I am in my relationship for two and a half years (mostly long distance). Everything that first year seems to shine so bright, gleaming with a mocking pride onto the other years that follow. Everything that year had so much thought, and even the arguments were thoughtful; 'How do I say this one thing, without hurting your feelings, but still conveying mine?' Now we seem to just splash everything everywhere, not caring as much where it's going to land. I swore to myself many times, before I even could picture myself in a realtionship, that I wouldn't ever become the girl that stayed in, just out of fear or comfort. But when do you know you're just sticking around? How do you know you should put those big gloves down, let your muscles relax, and let go of the weight you have been lifting, the one that becomes heavier each round...
