Wow. This is contagious. I was just thinking yesterday that I'm so exhausted. I was feeling sick, and the thought of having to out on my best self, my PMA, worrying whether the house was clean enough or whether I had done whatever D3 related tasks I was supposed to do in order to show that I am someone only a fool would leave...
I felt tired of doing that. I felt like, I don't give a rat's tush whether he thinks the house is a mess or that i look a little cranky. That's life. He wants a perfect life? I wish him well in finding it. I want a partner who will accept me and stand by me, warts and all. I want someone who sees my value and will work just as hard as me to create happiness together. Someone who is at least willing to talk about it and take steps together as a team to fix it.
I've totally hijacked you, Maybell. I'm sorry. This struck a chord with me, obviously!
