Where are you taking me?

Too often, this is what happens in all kinds of relationships. People get comfortable. They get used to the routine. They forget.

And no, I am not making a thinly veiled jab at the person in my relationship. I am happy thankyouverymuch.

I am talking about your other relationships. The one that have been there for years, that really we forget when something shiny romantic comes along. Your family. Your friends. Your other relationships.

I admit, I can take things for granted. I have a pretty awesome support system. When things crumbled around me, the people I didn’t see all those years, those I wrote off because I knew I hadn’t kept in touch, all took me back into their figurative (and sometimes literal arms).

And my family, we’re flawed, we talk crap about each other. We bite each other’s heads off. We’re there when we’re needed. We’re honest until it’s necessary not to be, when the truth would only hurt more than keeping it to yourself.

I got a different perspective to this when someone I can take for granted began screwing up. Majorly. People around this person were not happy, and still aren’t. Mistakes were logged and scrutinized. Slights, taken as grudges. It’s still going on, and hopefully,things will change enough that both parties will hear each other out, and treat each other better.

This is a public declaration that I will do better at taking my relationships more seriously. Give equal time to those who want it, who need it.

So who needs to talk? Hang out? Get a drink? I’m here.