The Evil Called Love

 So you're knee-deep in a situationship, huh? Don't worry, it's a confusing space that so many of us have found ourselves wading through. Imagine a boat on a lake, no oars, drifting wherever the wind decides to push it.  That's you, that's me, that's all of us caught in the web of a situationship.  What's confusing about it? We text all day, share memes, and even spend nights together, but label it? Nah, that's "too complicated."  Here's where the confusion sets in. Can you get mad when they don't text you back right away? Do you have a right to feel hurt when you see them posting pictures with someone else? The boat drifts, but the water isn't clear enough to see what's at the bottom. There's a murky cloud of questions like, "Do I have the right to ask where this is going?" You feel stuck, yet strangely comfortable, in a land that's not quite friendship, not quite a committed relationship. Boundaries and Groun

 Ah, the "situationship." What a maze of mixed feelings and unsaid words. It's like standing on a bridge made of fog—feels kinda solid, but not enough to let your guard down.  You're with someone, sure, but labels? Nah. Who needs 'em? Except deep down, you kinda wish there was one, right? What is a situationship? It's best described by a scenario: you're texting, chatting, hanging out, even sharing fries at your favorite diner. It all feels couple-y, but without the "official" stamp.  What are you allowed to expect from each other? Can you ask them not to date others? Can you call them your "partner" to your friends?  It's all so cloudy, like walking through a misty forest where every step feels uncertain.  Then there's the confusion! One day you're sure you're not just friends. I mean, friends don't look into each other's eyes like that, do they? The next day, they introduce you as "just a friend," and