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A Brief About Boxers
There's no doubt in my mind that the anxiety Donna feels about me is justified. I've given her plenty of reasons to mistrust me and put her guard up. Having her mistrust and anger aimed squarely at my nuts has certainly done enough to build a few barriers on my side of the equation too.
That's all well and good when it comes to blame-placing and finger-pointing but doesn't do us much good in the world of everyday, you know, actually getting along and trusting each other. Sometimes all the years of jabbing with one hand and blocking with the other make it just plain hard for us to even muster a civil amount of decorum, let alone intimacy. It's a strange dynamic given the fact that we are both widely regarded as personable, easy-going, charismatic people.
So what's the solution? How do we both take the gloves off and stop playing defense with our fragile, damaged emotions? Playing nice gets us by on any given day, but it's just that... playing. The best coping we've come up with so far is just to ignore the hurt for a few days or weeks at a time while we grit our teeth and smile. But that only works for a little while. Eventually, it stacks up and one of us does something to let the other know that we're hurting. Something, anything at all to say, "hey, this still isn't resolved and no amount of pretending will make me as happy as I want to be."
For this round, we seem to have gotten it out of our system but what happens when the bell rings and the next round starts?
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seems that if you really want that intimacy you keep talking about, you can't play defense at all.
i've never gotten anywhere with my partner by keeping myself at a safe distance. this made some of our fights pretty spectacular - we live in portland; i think you could have seen lights on the horizon.. in tillamook.
we've been together over ten years. it's been stormy at times. but all the edges of our arguments have smoothed edges now. they're so familiar, we know the terrain of every one. so even though our emotions are still in it, the hurt is mostly gone. the landscape has changed, evened out, worn down.
take off the gloves and give up the anger. anger is only protecting you from real pain, and you have to feel that pain, over and over and over, to get used to it. not to make it less, not to make it better. just to get used to being in pain. being in love is exactly like being in pain, because you are exposed - all the time.
and it's just as great and as terrible as it sounds.