I don’t fit in here. I don’t think anyone understands me. Not even my fiance.
Do you remember Teddy? We’re engaged now, as of about a month ago. I just moved halfway across the country to live with him and his family (I cannot stress how temporary this living situation is) and now I’m trying to set up new routines. But I’m lonely. I miss my friends. Nobody here understands the importance of coffee. It’s weird that I go running. I’m too goody-two-shoes for his brother and too bad-girl for his mom. And he seems different. I fell in love with him when he was motivated. He did things. He was in school and trying hard; he went mountain-climbing; he was heading somewhere. Now he’s lazy. No way around it. And I love him, but it drives me crazy.