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And she's living in the streets and she can't socialise...
...but I love the little girl and I love her 'til the day she dies.
Imagine a really difficult relationship. 6 months of dealing with their foul and needy addiction traits. Three months of rehab widow. Then straight into lockdown with someone who rants about not having three monitors and a lockable door while people around them are literally dying.
And you finally lose your shit and kick them out. To be fair, they do have their own house. And now you have to do couple counselling to "save the relationship". It's shit. It is literally just sitting there listening to whinging from someone who doesn't own their shit. Self medication means that you can do that right up until the point you decide maybe you should just rescue yourself.
Here's the killer sell - you have to ask to be a relationship, which you do. But a month or so later it is revealed in counselling that you are... not in a relationship. Tara.
I had to ask to be in a relationship *again*. That was a specific request, which was refused on the spot. But to be "in a relationship" (real, not just labelled as one on facebook) I had to do relationship counselling for a relationship that wasn't a relationship any more. Except on FaceBook.
And this is why I'm mad and ill.
Imagine a really difficult relationship. 6 months of dealing with their foul and needy addiction traits. Three months of rehab widow. Then straight into lockdown with someone who rants about not having three monitors and a lockable door while people around them are literally dying.
And you finally lose your shit and kick them out. To be fair, they do have their own house. And now you have to do couple counselling to "save the relationship". It's shit. It is literally just sitting there listening to whinging from someone who doesn't own their shit. Self medication means that you can do that right up until the point you decide maybe you should just rescue yourself.
Here's the killer sell - you have to ask to be a relationship, which you do. But a month or so later it is revealed in counselling that you are... not in a relationship. Tara.
I had to ask to be in a relationship *again*. That was a specific request, which was refused on the spot. But to be "in a relationship" (real, not just labelled as one on facebook) I had to do relationship counselling for a relationship that wasn't a relationship any more. Except on FaceBook.
And this is why I'm mad and ill.