I'd like to share some insights, as learned from my relationship. Living in a car or in the basement of your parent's house is difficult. This fact of life has made learning to communicate each other's language that much more imperative in order to stay together. Pride on both our parts may have had a little to do with the times we broke up in Washington, California, Texas and Florida. Ultimately, the need to be right doesn't fix anything. All it does is keep the letting go of whatever it is you're fighting about that much more in focus. Being right is a matter of opinion, anyway. I'm competitive as they come, but I've realized someone's feelings aren't something to be right about. Even though I'm a prideful Seattle Seahawks fan - ranked 1st and Percy Harvin as a wide receiver --what, what --competition is a detriment to relationships.
We're headed towards Colorado, Utah, Nevada soon but not until I sell my car for gas money and a new audio system in the van. Over and out from the parent's basement.