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As much as I’m much happier in my personal life nowadays, I cannot help but begrudge it. I feel like I’ve now become a crutch. I’m the person someone now relies on for their happiness. And after spending 3 very long years realising that happiness depends on myself, I’m starting to resent it.
I feel like I’m being conformed. I’m expected to make the tea. Each and every night. And I am forced to be thankful if I ever get a night relieved out of the kitchen. I’m supposed to be grateful. I’m supposed to be grateful that a grown man has utilised natural skills to fend for himself. I am not that girl. I want this to work out forever, but I’m struggling internally.
He makes me unmotivated. He makes me feel bad about myself. He tries to change me. For as long as I can remember I have had my routine, and for someone to tell me no, I want to rebel.
I don’t want to change. I want to be me.
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"I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers."- L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
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@tinkmagicwhen people try to force me to socialize
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When a girl says “Make me” that’s secret code for “fuck the shit outta me until I can’t walk or talk straight”
Is this true ladies?
this is 100% true
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