Often in my search for a significant other I find people who are sweet, gentle-hearted, intelligent, and who become my best friends. I've had 4 serious relationships in my life, and a hand-fool of less meaningful ones, and in every relationship there's something lacking....what, you ask? Passion for art. Music and writing are such big parts of my life, so of course I want to share them with others. I want someone who will discuss them with me, and be involved in that part of my life. Yet it seems like out of the populatin there there's so very few people who share these passions.
Am I alone in this? It seems like musicians often marry musicians, and writers often marry writers. Do we need to find someone whom will understand that big part of our lives? Three of my serious relationships have ended because of this...I can ignore that we don't have much in common for a few years even, but it's always there, gnawing at me, and gradually the bite gets bigger and bigger.
I don't know, I just feel like I am doomed to either never find someone whom I can share my life with, or settle for someone who doesn't share these things, and always be partially unhappy.
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