Just a few hours ago, I said goodbye to my girlfriend for the last time. We aren’t together anymore.
#fuckinwithyou #justkidding #awkwardjoke #nervouslaughter
But really, it’ll be the last time in the foreseeable future where we part ways for Los Angeles and San Francisco. No more long distance. I am leaving LA in less than two weeks, and the next time I see her, she’ll be helping me move back home. After that, we’ll be inseparable for six months, as we travel the world of Southeast Asia together and explore ourselves.
We’ve been doing long distance for over a year and a half, taking up a majority of the time we’ve been in a relationship. For us at least, it wasn’t easy, definitely not preferable, but not arduous. We ended up seeing each other every 2-4 weeks, where either she would visit LA or I would visit SF for the weekend. There were 2 or 3 months where we saw each other for about 10-15 days. The hardest part is always saying goodbye for a few weeks.
In general, we’re both fairly independent people. I would never say that I don’t need her or vice versa, because we fulfill very deep needs for each other. But given our physical absence for a few weeks at a time, we were generally fine and functioning. While long distance certainly was a good test of our relationship, I don’t need to spend any longer taking it.
Damn, crazy that I am leaving so soon. Excited and scared for what follows, sad to close such a huge chapter in my life.