Love.
Yes seriously.
Love is what makes me happy. Fuck money and fuck everything else that comes along with it all. I'm so sick of people basing their worth just on a simple piece of paper that comes and goes so fast that we could barely even realize it's there. I look at people who have more money than they know what to do with and they are so fucking miserable. I'm happy and yes I know that my boyfriend doesn't have a job and yes I know I'm paying for everything but let's break that down for a moment.
Mikey came into my life at a time where I was so unhappy and all I wanted was one thing... unconditional love. I was married to someone who couldn't do that for me anymore and when things took a turn for the worst, I got out as soon as I could. Here come Mikey and he was my knight in shining armor. Granted, he's not a millionaire or lived in a fancy mansion on the top of a hill but he brought something my heart craved... love.
When I come home each day, he greets me with a kiss and hug. He asks me how my day went and he makes an effort to keep me happy. Yes, we are struggling but in all honesty, what red-blooded american family isn't right now? There are always decisions to be made about bills and groceries and day to day necessities but I'm okay with that. He helps me in ways that money couldn't even fathom doing. He is my emotional rock and support and it's all I need. He's my friend, my lover and my confidant. I can tell him anything and he's never judgemental of what I have to say. I love him with all my being and I cannot wait for the day that he makes me his wife. I look forward to carrying his last name.
So to those few people who can't seem to understand why I stick by a man who "can't support me," just think of it this way. He supports me in more ways than money, and at least I have that going for me. Enjoy your unhappy existence depending upon a man to pay for your life. Mine pays me in love. That's the best gift ever.
Yay!
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