At long last...
I've finally realized something about you and I. It's taken a while, but it was a revelation for sure. All the things you hate about me, aren't me. They're you. I've loved and supported you for a very long time. I've been open and honest about my feelings, my thoughts, my desires. I supported you financially and mentally when you were fired from your job. I worked long hours and cut out many of my wants and needs so I could support us as a couple in our apartment. I never complained. When you got your job, I pushed you gently in the direction of getting the education you needed to move forward in the company. I sat quietly beside you while you learned what you needed to learn. I made it happen when you mentioned that you wanted to have owned a home by the time you were 30. We moved in just over a month after your 31st birthday. I did that for you. I changed my view on the world and decided to have children because you wanted to right the wron