If it's any consolation, I feel the same. Actually woke up this morning and thought, okay:
I am not unfortunate in the looks, smarts, or physical category. I am funny, fast, know enough about a lot to converse and am willing to learn more. I have a lot of interests
So bite me, I am an awesome life partner...and so are you
H also has the save the day syndrome. If he can be fixing someone he is happy. But then he empties himself and doesn't save anything for him. Which is what he is trying to do right now, but I get ripped off while he tries to find that balance.
I always think of the line from the OD song:
The story of my life I give her hope I spend her love Until she's broke Inside
Blech. Just to say you are not alone here. And have you ever thought of writing? I would so read your stuff
