So I’ve found myself in a long distance relationship, again. Again! I
never learn. I was in one a couple years ago and really bitter about
it, and then once more, and another time, and at this point I’m pretty
sure it’s my problem. I’ve finally come to the realization that I’m just
the type of person who gravitates toward long distance relationships
because I need a lot of space, both physically and emotionally, and I
also tend to like making things harder for myself in general. Walking
instead of taking the bus even though I know I’ll be late. Letting
myself get talked into signing up for credit cards I know I shouldn’t be
using. Allowing shots of Fireball inside my body. Willingly living off
the G train. You get the idea.
I
met my girlfriend while visiting LA, to which she had just moved from
New York six weeks prior because the universe thought that plot twist
was funny. No one had any idea what she was doing there, least of all
her – she hates yoga and sunshine, and basically everything else there –
and every lit-up moment I spent holding her hand I wondered why this
was happening to me. Why couldn’t we have met in New York, where it was
100% certain we had haunted the same places? We even had friends in
common. Maybe I would have drunkenly hit on her at a show. (Maybe I
had.) Maybe she wouldn’t have moved. Regardless, we had a great time
while I was there and any reasonable person would have just left it at
that, but no, not me. No, I had to get all emotional and personally
invested, and as I was dripping tears into my quadruple airport latte in
preparation for the red-eye home, it dismally occurred to me that I may
love her. Part of me already did.
There are lots of terrible things about long distance relationships –
loneliness, over-attachment to technology, sexual organs crumbling off
from disuse, and that’s just the beginning. But for every terrible
thing, there always turns out to be an equivalent not-terrible thing.
And this isn’t just me trying on some candy-aisle asshole optimism.
Recently I’ve been trying to practice aggressive positivity, as in, “I
will find the silver lining of this goddamn thundercloud if it
electrocutes me.” I am at a point where I refuse to feel worse about
things than I have to. And now being seasoned in long distance
relationships, the positives have slowly become clear. There are
actually tons of great things about long distance relationships. I mean,
not so great if the relationship itself is unstable – then it feels
like a dark, void-like nightmare lake where your feet can’t touch the
bottom – but if you’re lucky enough to be with someone who you know
loves, wants and supports you with every lepton in their body, waiting
to physically be together isn’t the complete worst thing. Here are a few
of the perks I’ve observed:
1) Unlimited farting!
It is a well-established cultural rule
that farting is not allowed, not ever, not even if you’re doing anal and
they pull out too fast, and even then you’re supposed to pretend like
it never happened and/or the sound came from an invisible third party.
This is because society refuses to acknowledge that human beings, like
fruit flies, swamps and the goddamn stars in the sky, are a fusion of
chemistry and physics, and to keep this particular fusion of chemistry
and physics running smoothly, they must eat a ton of healthy plant
foods. The sick joke the universe plays here is, while healthy plant
foods keep you glowing and disease-free, they also make you fart like
crazy. So the result is looking really gorgeous while your insides feel
like a German cannonade. On the other hand, no matter how comfortable
you are with your partner, farting like crazy just isn’t a good look –
there are few things more romance-killing than a perpetual Dutch oven.
But on the other OTHER hand, guess what’s great about being long
distance? You get to fart as much as you want, whenever you want because
a) no one knows, and therefore b) no one cares. Win-effing-win. Go eat
all the cruciferous vegetables your vitamin-starved heart desires.
2) Extreme beauty!
All of those self-care bedtime rituals that were obviously designed
for single people, you have ‘em. Sleep-in coconut oil hair mask? Check.
Moisturizing aloe gloves, and perhaps those hospital-chic socks if
you’re an overachiever? Check, check. Saran-wrap-and-coffee-grounds
cellulite wrap? You got it. Expensive-ass cell-regenerating lip
treatment made from blue algae and the sperm of God himself? No one’s
trying to kiss you, no problem. Every wonderful nurturing thing you can
do for your body that your faraway bedmate would consider ridiculous or
unwieldy is now at your fingertips. You can slather all your extremities
in guacamole and wrap yourself in a body bag if that’s what makes you
feel good and no one can say anything, because no one’s trying to cuddle
you right now. Hell yeah. Bask in your luck.
3) Increased productivity!
You know what’s a major time-suck? A full-time relationship. Sex,
feelings talks, dinners, shopping, dog park, friends, brunch…all great,
all mega time-consuming and distracting. Having someone to hang out with
constantly is obviously amazing, but how many times do you plan to get
some important thing done in a timely manner only to get distracted by
just feeling good with them, lolling around in bed watching Netflix with
$50 worth of Thai food between your thighs, putting off Important Thing
until two hours before deadline, or forever? In this arrangement,
however, you get to have all the love your soul can swallow and all the
alone time your work/creativity/social life needs. You can jerk off in
ten minutes, order everything you need online and eat pizza over the
sink like God intended all while texting your partner, which frees up
actual hours in your day. Sure you might feel hollow and miserable
missing them and having to do everything alone, but being miserable
doesn’t mean you can’t write a poem or do your laundry. You have So Much
Time now. Get it together and do everything miserably.
4) Less fighting!
For the most part. Though it’s a given that you’ll probably find
something to fight about – usually something ridiculous, as the distance
has a way of inflating small issues and distorting them into
deep-scratching monsters that make you question your entire existence –
on the whole you will fight less, because the space between you will be a
constant emotional burden in itself and will make you want to spend
more time making each other feel reassured and happy rather than
isolated and freaked out. Your relationship will become like an Eastern
European mom who refuses to watch horror movies because life is horrible
enough. Unless you’re a particular breed of cantankerous human, you
won’t even have the energy to make reality worse.
5) Super polished communication!
Consider your long distance relationship communication practice: you
absolutely have to verbally tell each other how you feel. There’s no way
around it. Even though learning a person means you eventually become
good at interpreting their nonverbal cues, in a way you can almost feel
them, the bottom line is you have no physical evidence of how your
partner is feeling. No body language, no eyeball activity, nothing. A
long distance relationship makes it absolutely imperative that you use
your words, because that’s all you have right now – words being both
everything and nothing – and if you don’t hone that mode of
communication to a fine point everything will fall apart fairly quickly.
So you get good at talking, and when the time comes that you’re finally
together you can feel comfortable saying to their face, “I’m pissed off
at you, here’s why” and stab the problem in the heart instead of
disappearing into yourself or out the door. Not only will your bond be
stronger for it, it just feels really, really good to have words for
exactly what’s on your mind, and even better to have someone actually
listen.
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