When it comes to relationships, I have the emotional mindset of a battered housewife.
“It’s not him, it’s me. It’s my fault he treats me the way I do. I should be grateful he even pays attention to me. He’s usually such a nice guy… He even took me to dinner last week, where he accidentally gave me a bloody nose for smiling at the waiter too much. It was really my fault though, I shouldn’t have been smiling so much but I couldn’t help it because it was the first time we’ve been out to eat in months.. It’s okay though, because he’s really a good guy. You just don’t understand the ways we love each other.”
…sigh
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