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Counseling Moment

It's too difficult to put time and effort into abusing you. While it used to be big fun, it just isn't as good as it once was. I don't get enough emotional return for the effort.

I think we're growing together as people.

Really, it isn't anybody's fault, though that shouldn't stop us trying to point the finger of blame at eachother. It was just working out, that's all. Now, we can either accept it, or take steps to prevent it. I don't know about you, but I don't think this relationship is worth saving, and we should try our best to make sure that we're not only happy apart, but that the thrill is put back into the abuse. I don't claim to be an expert, but I think we should just start by loving each other a little less, and showing our mutual disdain a little more. Dead flowers is cliche, but it's a cliche because it works. Poinsoned chocolates. Plastique. Little gifts that go so far in saying, "I despise you".

We can do this.

Or, more precisely, I can do this. I don't want to be part of a "we" with you.

See how easy that was?