Tuesday, 18 August 2009

My life really is simple...

This is going to sound really obvious and boring but every so often I hear or read things which make me realise that I'm actually quite a simple person with a rather simple life.
Not that this is a bad thing, I rather love the fact that I don't have any major traumas or emotional issues to stress me out.
Maybe I'm just naive but it worries and sort of upsets me when I realise that friends have issues that I had no idea about but, however trivial they may seem to me, are tearing them apart inside.
I'm the sort of person that wants to do everything I can to help and to make things better but, as everybody knows, there's not usually anything you can do.
Take just some of my friends at the moment. One has just split with her boyfriend of four years after finding out he cheated on her and, while she is coping with it so much better than I would in the same situation, I know how much she loved him and that she's heartbroken inside.
Then there is another friend, who is technically a friend of a friend and is an absolute sweetheart who I like very much. She seems to be on the verge of an emotional implosion (her words, not mine) and I am actually quite worried about her, as she generally seems like a much more together person than she apparently actually is.
Another good friend is being completely screwed over by an ex girlfriend who has serious mental psycho issues and I know, despite what he says, he is still at least a little bit in love with her. I just hope he does have the strength to finally cut her out of his life when he decides to and not let her wheedle her way back in like she has in the past.
I guess I am incredibly lucky. Yes, I'm half Italian and therefore have a fiery temperament and have been known to cry at the most random things, although generally I'm pretty tough with most things life throws at me. I'm also pretty good at dealing with things and not over analysing or letting things get me down if there is nothing I can do about it.
I am also (and this is going to sound really icky so I apologise in advance) unbelievably lucky to have Da Boy in my life. I trust him completely and, as much as he can drive me insane, love him more than anything. He's very much a stabilising and calming influence in my life and is always there when I need him. I also like to think that I'm there for him. He makes me laugh the way nobody else can and always knows when I need a hug.
We're really good together and, after seven years, I like to think we'll stay perfect for each other for the rest of our lives.
I'm a realist, I know you can't predict the future and there is no way of saying I will be with Da Boy for the rest of my life but I do know that I can't imagine myself with anyone else.
So, all in all, I like my simple life and, in all honesty, would wish it on others too if I could!

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