Compromise.

I was thinking earlier about the guys in my life prior to Dean who all told me that they loved me and wanted to spend the rest of their lives with me. I fully dived into each relationship, convinced that each guy was "the one." Looking back now, I see the issues. There were signs. One common factor was that with each guy, who promised me forever and then left me, there were little quirks that both of us had that the other seemed incapable of seeing past.

With Dean I have come to understand something important: Love = Compromise. You will never find a single person on the planet that doesn't do at least one little thing that bothers you, but if you tell someone you love them and that they're perfect, it's because you truly love that person enough to look past their "flaws" and can be with them anyway. Dean can absolutely drive me insane at times, and he does. I know that I make him crazy sometimes too. But we love each other, so we've learned to compromise. It's not always easy...in fact at times I just want to scream, but the truth is that he is the most perfect person in the world for me, so I have to get used to his quirks.

People always say, don't change for anyone. Be true to yourself. But you know, "yourself" has flaws too, just like everyone else. If you expect them to love you, you have to be willing to compromise your actions and your tolerances sometimes. Don't be someone you're not, but be the person that your significant other makes you want to be. Dean makes me want to be less angry, so while I'm a naturally pissed off person, I try to change that because I love him. He carries a level head of emotion which pisses me off sometimes just because I want him to get mad, but I accept him the way he is.

I guess what I'm saying is...society is wrong. You SHOULD change for someone you love, as long as you don't compromise your morals and your beliefs. Change CAN be a good thing. And if someone ever tells you they're in love with you, and especially if they say they want to spend the rest of their lives with you, you better have it in check that they are accepting of you no matter what.

Random thought of the day: People seem to enjoy taco soup...and they seem to enjoy fish tacos...but has anyone dared attempt FISH TACO soup? Hmm...