So here's what I've learned: I'll never be the one who knows what's going on.

Or actually, I feel like I can't even properly word a sentence. I know that I want someone who is passionate about change--social change maybe? Perhaps the same thing I'm passionate about. I need them to be their own person. I need them to be okay without me but still be so happy about us. I need them not to be desperate. I can't deal. I just can't. I need them to be able to focus on their purpose, their passion. I need them to know they have a passion and purpose. Maybe not put it first, but a very close second, or a tie.

So much pressure makes me nervous. Unable to handle life. I just can't function. As good as I thought things were, I'm sure now that it isn't the right thing.