Confronting Demons

So to follow up on my previous entry, I went and met my friend's fiancé the other night. It's really hard when you meet someone to let go of who you thought they were in your head.

Well, as much as I hate to admit it, he turns out to be a really chill guy. He's been in anger management classes ever since the incident, and from hanging out with him that night, one could never tell that he had an ounce of anger in him. It took me a long time that night, and quite a few shots of tequila, before I was willing to let sink in what I knew from the moment I set foot in his apartment: that he's a decent guy, that the two of them really are in genuine love with each other, and to top it all off, he and I get along really well.

This doesn't mean I'm going to take back my aforementioned concern for her safety. And it doesn't mean I'm happy about the whole situation either. It's going to cause an inordinate amount of turmoil in both of their families, not to mention it's seriously disrupted a good many of her friendships, including mine.

All the same...I have to default to this: She is deeply important to me, and her happiness is paramount in my life. So, if she is happy, and this is what she truly wants, then she has my blessing. I have to assume that both of them are operating of their own free will, and of their desire both as a couple and as individuals, and that they are smart enough to know if the decisions they are making are poor or too dangerous. I wish you the best.