I’m dating a republican. *Gasps* I know, sadly it is true. An act, that my nine-year-old “Will & Grace” obsessed-self, swore would & could not ever happen.
It has taken me a long time to be okay with this unusual twist of humor that life has brought upon me. I won’t fabricate, I am definitely far from reaching fulfilled contentment. But I am slowly trying to mature overtime and be more open to opposing views. My journalism practices and techniques have really helped me to perfect this focus. Facts over biases, research over opinions, and patience over passion. My major has proven to be a primitive tool in building my relationship skills. Luckily, I have perfected the art of a skilled debate.
I am a lover and a fighter. A Combination that isn’t expressed often. I care, A Lot. And I will fight for what I believe in. I’m not immune to the fact that some people don’t care as much about politics as I do. I know that I am heavily invested, overly sensitive and fiercely passionate. Unfortunately, my boyfriend is a fighter. Literally, he is a trained combat fighter. Who also happens to love a few things like puppies, tattoos, and me.
What happens when you put a liberal democrat and a military republican into the same relationship? Sounds like a comic waiting for a punchline, right? Well it’s not and this is what happens: We fight. We fight a lot.
Some weeks we adore each other and other weeks we loath each other. Usually all of which depends on what CNN currently looks like. Each time we end things respectfully with I Love you’s & vows to never discuss politics with each other again. And that usually lasts… well for a few days anyway.
What Can I say? I am an active, collegiate, millennial women studying broadcast journalism & political science; while remaining immensely active in activism and blogging. To say I am opinionated would be an understatement.
I am extremely vocal about my political and social agendas. Along with my posts, boasting about feminism and peta in your feed, there are most likely some other posts creeping about. Posts about gun rights, anti-Obama memes, and all mixed with some casual yet slightly-offensive humor. Yeah, those posts in my feed are from my own boyfriend. If you’re wondering, yes I still cringe when I see some of them.
Despite all this, I am still in love. Continuously trying to learn from and understand the reasoning of how you can love so much of someone but detest half of the things they adore.
They say opposites attract and I used to think that was one of the most inaccurate statements projected. Something that could only be used to describe Greaser-Danny and Sandy. A statement that only possessed some truth until a girl finally traded in her poodle skirt for a hot & totally rad leather jacket. Now I am much more aware of how undeniably real that cliche is.
This relationship has made me grow incredibly patient and stronger. I have always been an accepting person but this pairing has exposed that even my most liberal version of self can still hold judgments and closed-minded-opinions. I try to understand the other side because at the very least, I know someone who I love sees something good in it.
I am a :
vegetarian dating a hunter.
A journalist dating a government employee
A democrat dating a gun supporter
A lover dating a fighter
Maybe two wrongs can make a right. This relationship has not only pushed me to be the most independent version of my self, but has enhanced my vision of the world. When I graduated high school, I swore that I would become more educated, surrounded and exposed to different types of cultures, expressions and opinions. He pushes me every day to be that person I swore to be.
I think I will forever continue to be grateful and nervous about the person that consistently keeps me on my toes. Besides, eventually one side will always cave and the winner will probably be awarded free pizza.
I am in love and always slightly irritated, I am a democrat dating a republican.