I think we are either in this for the long haul or it has to come to an end soon.
I feel like you put me in a parental role sometimes by waiting for things to be done around you.
I just can’t see you asking me to be your life partner in a creative way. It’s hard for me to imagine you planning any kind of surprise for me, even if it’s not something big like marriage.
Compulsive heterosexuality terrifies me, but I do feel like this relationship suits my desire to have children. Sometimes I am not sure if that’s even what you want though. You say you wouldn’t want to bring a child into this world with the state it’s in now.
It scared me when your mother called you selfish while you were away. I can’t tell if she just can’t respect your autonomy or if that’s a sign that you’ll never love me enough to do anything about it.
