I think that my trying to be super H has made this so much harder on me. While I had put her on a pedestal and tried to make life great for her, I fell in deeper. Love is based in actions that you perform. The more I did for her, the stronger I felt, the more I wanted to do. It blinded me to what she was doing to me. I still think she is the prettiest girl in the room, but I don't know what is real or fake. She always seems happy in public, and according to her, she has been living a lie for years. Then yesterday, she told me how much it sucked that her D filing was in the newspaper. I am still completely in love with the girl I had the first 13 years together, but I don't much like the person she is this year. I hope the poison gets out of her system, for all of our sake. I miss the old her. The real her.


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Not my circus, not my monkeys anymore....