Every day I sit and watch as you do nothing but read. Reading isn’t a bad thing but you don’t do much else. You don’t work because you’re off “sick” and we both know how true that isn’t. We struggle to make ends meet. I follow you wherever you want me to go and I do it because I love you. You are so self-involved that I wonder if you even care about anything but yourself. Friends tell me I should grow a backbone and leave you because you make me miserable. After a year of this I think it is time for me to move on. I am worth more than the crumbs of attention you give to me. — Your soon-to-be ex
This article appears in Jul 11-17, 2013.
‘…I follow you wherever you want me to go and I do it because I love you…’
You just made my donair rise in a river of bile with that statement, OP. Stop being a fucking masochist already, grow that backbone and maybe a set of big steel balls for good measure. Do you value yourself that little that you’d spend another moment with this schmuck? Plus always being available = doormat.
If you’re female, passably attractive and enjoy sexual perversions involving dressing up as former Mayor PK, I might take you on in a trial basis.