I heard the other day that cats are the only domesticated animal that would revert to their natural instincts if released back into the wild. I'd like to think of myself being that way. That if for some reason this whole relationship thing went awry, I'd easily find my footing in the wilds of single-dom. [And based on the dating tragedies I've been exposed to over the last two years in this city; I would guess I'd be in it for the long haul.]
The thing is, my boyfriend mentioned something along these lines awhile ago that made me profoundly sad. He said that if we were to break up - he thinks I'd move on just fine. Why is it I think of myself as a survivor yet hesitate for others to think the same of me?
Is this a survival method in itself? To be exposed is to reveal my cards in this game called love. Do I want him to think I need him or do I really need him? Is it possible that I would be just fine without him? And if that's the case - why am I with him? For now I'll enjoy the luxury of our relationship, much like a house cat enjoys a day laying in the sun. [Pass the catnip, would you?]
