Thread by @personunsure

everything in transit

relationships, like all things, are constantly in motion

constantly in motion, closer together or further apart

we'll never evolve past fight or flight

fighting is such a beautiful thing

at its most basic: two people, grappling together, closer than they've ever been

it isn't easy, but at least it's clear what direction they're moving

putting hard conversations off, that's flight

facing them head on, that's fight

i've been in a lot of fights lately

i've grappled with god. i've wrestled with family. i've struggled with friends

every fight means scars, and i'm bruised and tired from the battle

but it was fight or flight

in moments, it felt like a false choice. maybe flight isn't really possible? maybe there's a third option?

the beautiful truth is that it was never a false choice

i could have run away at any point

the third option is merely to delay the inevitable fight or flight

running would have meant a kind of death: the kind where we may have never recovered

to delay is to move slowly apart as we await a real decision. flight in its own devious way

sometimes i barely know how to wake up in the morning, but i know more fights are still coming

the struggle. the pushing. the pulling. the give and take

i'm just hoping that we can make up at the end

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