Emotional Swiss Cheese

Photo by Matthew Kendig

Look at everything I’ve done in the past year, Maria. I broke up my family, I hurt my kids, and I did it all for NOTHING.

You didn’t break up your family for me.

No, but I would have never done it if I didn’t think you were the one.

I am the one, Sass. 

No, you’re not because the love of my life wouldn’t treat me like shit.  Because every time I give you my heart, you smash it to pieces.  It’s not safe with you.  Do you know how sick it makes me to think of someone else’s hands on me?  It was supposed to be you.

Baby… 

Don’t call me baby.  I’m not your baby.

You’re the love of my life, I never loved anyone the way I love you.

STOP IT! Stop saying that! Do you realize what a mindfuck that is?  It’s brainwashing!  You are not the love of my life; the love of my life would cherish me and respect me and want the best for me.

I want to meet a woman who is happy and whole, who will take my hand and we will walk through this life together.  No one is pulling the other one ahead, and no one is slowing the other one down. 

I want someone who is healthy and whole, not emotional fucking swiss cheese.