Book of life

i always thought of my life as a book. Im sure many of you out there have done the same.
Chapter one was about my childhood right up to me moving out. What was different about this is, i didnt move out until i was 30. So chapter one started amazingly but it kept going on and finally turned a little boring. I skipped most of the end of chapter one. Then came Chapter 2, moving out. And the moving out continued, and continued and is still in progress. in just 3 years i moved about 4 times, and the fifth is just around the corner. i dont want to complain, at the end, im writing this book. i just wished it went a little differently.

Relationships...

Ive been waking up lately not recognizing the person ive become. Im not doing any of the things i thought i would have done, or planned on doing when i was younger. Maybe im just going thru an early mid life crisis, or maybe, maybe its just growing pains. The same pain we all went thrubas teenagers. Remember? When we didnt know who we were or what we wanted? Maybe this is just part two of the growth cycle. Something we all go thru, or maybe a few of us grow thru. Those of us who compromised their person to make those around them happier? U know what i mean? We women especially have a tendency to do this, i mean, what expresses hw much we love someone more than say, changing for that person? And when we try to ask for that same love in from our partners, we're met with a brick wall. "he doesnt love me" not as much as i love him atleast. This is where it all goes down the drain. Cuz no matter what they do, they're not doing what we do. They r not compromising their persona like we r doing. They r not changing for us, like we have done for them... This is where resentment starts, and once it starts... There's no going back.