The joy of sexism twiglett, hoorah!!!!!
soapbox, spot on, in the custom of mumsnet come and live with me for a week and become my therapist, all in a good cause, hehe
i don't think i can pair bond, i loose my marbles, my life is getting too complicated
i think that is my massive downfall, i have hit the red alarm button too many times and shit my pants about liking him, to counteract it i call him a twat, not right, any of it
do you work at this love thing? really? do you bother again, when we are together and he looks at me i could pass out with love for him, i then analise and analise and analise, cant seem to just have fun
Give up or feel weak and vulnerable?