I was so lost in him. I thought he was just as lost in me. We got along so well. Barely any arguments. I grew up with his family and he grew up with mine. He was immersed into my extended family and knew all of my friends. That’s how I was raised. Everyone together with their mates from they were young. It was normal. It was natural. I was so lost that it was several years into our relationship before I realized that I barely knew any of his friends or family. I was so enamored by his drive and ambition that I raised him up above me. “Are you bored?” I’d ask him at my family’s functions. “You work too hard. Quit your extra job. We’ll be alright,” I’d say when he was tired. “You need a new outfit to wear? Sure.” I’d convinced myself I was so low maintenance that I was no maintenance therefore I didn’t need much of anything. I didn’t need new clothes or pedicures. What I needed was a road map to find myself.
DON’T LOSE YOURSELF IN SOMEONE-GET LOST TOGETHER
