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As a couple...

Would you give up your dreams to pursue his/hers or would you convince yourself you share the same dreams too?

Well, if you are the lucky sort who happen to have the same dreams, good for you. But what if you're not

Take us for example.
Ray loves cars and knows almost everything about them.
I'm almost as lost as him being in a shopping mall of branded boutiques.
Sure, he knows his Miu Miu, LV and whatnot but will he be interested to walk into one? I, of course hope he will and come out with one, for me, but I seriously doubt so.
And me? As much as I know how to appreciate the branded cars, he will not and cannot engage me in a cars-only conversation and definitely won't find me beside him, watching a F1 race.
Ha, sometimes I wonder if he hopes I know a little bit more other than knowing how to drive one and being able to tell a SLK from a CLK....
Just like I hope he's more patient and enthusiastic when he goes shopping with me.

But, we can live with such differences.

At least we pretend to be interested when we tell each other about our interests (roll eyes) and we don't shove a car or fashion magazine into each other's face and expect ourselves to know everything.

My point is, I will not force myself to learn more about cars, their engines, gear boxes and whatsoever just so I can fit into that cars-only world of his. Likewise, he will not bother to find out the price difference of a Miu Miu and a Prada, what leather it's made of or what colour goes better with my wardrobe.

Because when you force yourself or feel obligated to do something, you will not enjoy it.
And when you don't enjoy it, 'sharing the same dream/interest' is just meaningless.
You think if I want to learn about cars, I can't?

So, my question is, to what extent will you compromise your interests/dreams?
In this society where gender equality is still non-existent for some, sadly, it's the women who are making the compromises.
My husband wants to do this. My husband doesn't want this. My husband says....
Maybe it's just the women around me and there's nothing wrong in compromising.
Someone just gotta do it and maybe, it happens to be the woman but if you're one of those who needs to make compromises, I hope you're truly happy with your decisions.

You don't live for someone but yourself too.

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Jace said…
excellent post!

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