I hate that you are going home to her right now. I hate that she doesn't appreciate you. I hate that I ask you about us and it goes unanswered. I hate that I feel like you only talk to me when you need me to do something.
I can give myself those things. I make my own money, and do my own thing, and he respects that. He knows without a doubt, I would be ok without him. What he gives me that no one else can is himself, raw and unfiltered. That's all I ever want or expect from those in my life. I am a woman, not a little girl playing house. I'm earned, not bought, I do my own upkeep, but I am not kept.