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The obsession with "growing together"

Ok... I have some beef with our current cultural obsession to "commit to joint growth". Here's why:
-we don't all bloom at the same time
-we should not be expecting people to keep up in order to keep the relationship.

Just commit to being kind, compassionate and loving and you may find joint growth is unnecessary. When people feel that they can grow, and they feel valued and valuable, and they feel safe -- they'll stay with you forever. You choose to love a soul, not a facade, not a set of benefits, not an idealized image of a perfect future. That means you not only accept them as they are, you celebrate what they are and treasure them for it. You don't pressure them to grow with you.

Sometimes I think this push for joint growth is just one person outgrowing something and desperately needing the other person to change so they don't feel like the relationship has failed.

It's ok to want something different. It's ok to grow apart. It's ok to find something no longer fits.

Growth is good. Change is good. Commit to your own. And love people as they are, no ifs, ands or buts.

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