It was one morning, heating up, I argue badly with my boss for work and personal matters. We moved to a private room, so no one can hear our bad arguments. We spit our heart out, we talk bad about each other in front of each other's face.
It was long and emotional but we agree on things. She said, "okay, I will do things to adjust with you but I need you to do the same too" - "thats fine, I'll do", I replied.
Eventually, we agree to make it work for each other, professionally.
Funny how this reminded me of romantic relationship in general.
Specifically, my experience towards it.
Obviously when we want to make it work, it is always take both side to participate in the effort.
It can't be only one people struggle and the other counterpart is doing nothing and take it for granted.
Well it can be... but let's see how long till the explosion destroying the relationship.
Looking at myself, I can conclude that a relationship is equals to the hardwork. So many times the world crumble, trying to tear us apart.
So many times, we hide. We hiding our feelings, body, and mind.
But when you know you both make it work, you'll reflect on the struggle, the hardwork. Just how many times you feel upset towards your S.O. - truth that hurts, adjustments and so on. And somehow you both find a way to get back together, because it matters for you. Both too care about each other, to let go.
Then, yes, how much you try to leave just as much as how much you want to make it work. Losing egos, sacrifices, and pride.
In the end, how much we want to make it work? It is always takes two, to tango.
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