Seems like Hollywood filmmakers are great at throwing (imaginary) family members, exes, etc. in bed with a couple for comical relief, but what about that thing people don’t usually find funny, but is there: Stress. Anxiety. “The Dark Cloud of Worrisome Thoughts”.

What is a “healthy” relationship going to look like when the dust settles from this “Twitter-Storm-Facebook-Frenzy?”
When everything is right there, conversations and fantasies waiting to be had with just the click “confirming” a friend, how does one maintain a healthy relationship, with the person who ISN’T staring at you via an old photograph on a computer screen?

As an opinionated 20-something equipped with a generous amount of confidence, I would like to believe that my voice could never be muddled by any sort of relationship. But weathering the storms of a long-distance five year relationship has taught me that always sticking to my guns and shouting to be heard is generally not the most productive route to take.

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