Ramble....ramble....ramble......
So when I ask for more communication which is healthy, I get 'controlling' and when you get the same amount of communication from me that you give me, you cry 'miss you' and 'I needed you'
Is there no way out?
Inconvenient? You actually said that, with a queen size bed and abundant space. Maybe I should have used that line when I had a single little bed half of which was used up by my laptop with the curtains pulled, upper bunk or lower bunk, dropping it all around, squirming in a quarter of a bed. Why'd I do it? I know it'll give you pleasure and it's no inconvenience for me and no great feat that deserves recognition. I do it because I know it'll give you pleasure, I do it because I know it'll make you feel good. Because I love you.
Since you want everything your way and if I assert myself I get branded with negatives and extreme conditions, or you just break down into tears, allow me to adjust to you.
Do whatever you think is right and get in touch whenever you feel like.
You miss me? Pick up the phone and give me a call or drop me a message. You want something ASK for it. You need my advice, ASK for it. The same way I've been having to ASK for things.......communicate with me......how was your day.....tell me more.......how was your evening......that's it no more? Talk to me, tell me more so I can share your happiness.......How're you feeling?.......Are you okay?...... You know why? Because after unconditionally giving in for so long and doing what I feel like when I get nothing or rather get insulted in return, I feel like a fool more over I feel unwanted. So allow me to adjust to your ways, since you're always right and you have your life so under control.
As I said, I'm going passive.
Much Love.
So when I ask for more communication which is healthy, I get 'controlling' and when you get the same amount of communication from me that you give me, you cry 'miss you' and 'I needed you'
Is there no way out?
Inconvenient? You actually said that, with a queen size bed and abundant space. Maybe I should have used that line when I had a single little bed half of which was used up by my laptop with the curtains pulled, upper bunk or lower bunk, dropping it all around, squirming in a quarter of a bed. Why'd I do it? I know it'll give you pleasure and it's no inconvenience for me and no great feat that deserves recognition. I do it because I know it'll give you pleasure, I do it because I know it'll make you feel good. Because I love you.
Since you want everything your way and if I assert myself I get branded with negatives and extreme conditions, or you just break down into tears, allow me to adjust to you.
Do whatever you think is right and get in touch whenever you feel like.
You miss me? Pick up the phone and give me a call or drop me a message. You want something ASK for it. You need my advice, ASK for it. The same way I've been having to ASK for things.......communicate with me......how was your day.....tell me more.......how was your evening......that's it no more? Talk to me, tell me more so I can share your happiness.......How're you feeling?.......Are you okay?...... You know why? Because after unconditionally giving in for so long and doing what I feel like when I get nothing or rather get insulted in return, I feel like a fool more over I feel unwanted. So allow me to adjust to your ways, since you're always right and you have your life so under control.
As I said, I'm going passive.
Much Love.
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