But maybe I *prefer* relationships where I'm the -- for want of a better word -- supplicant. I've certainly met my share of men who seemed as if they were prepared to value me, who seemed to feel more for me than I did for them. And I had no problem ditching them, mostly without a second thought.
I don't think that H would be lost without me. Far from it. He'd most likely be happier and better off. And I suppose I'd be better off without him (except, of course, financially). And it's not -- I don't think -- that I'm afraid of being alone.
When I was single, I would go to parties and feel sorry for all the other women, stuck with these partners that *I* certainly wouldn't want (though maybe they were perfectly happy). I felt proud of myself that I didn't need a man, that I could do everything (well, almost everything ) myself.
Dunno. Could it be that all you people are actually right and my problems are largely internal? Or, to put it another way, I'm just one f*cked up chick....
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and my problems are largely internal? Or, to put it another way, I'm just one f*cked up chick....
