At my noon meeting today, I had an epiphany.  The secret word?


That is what I want.

  • Don’t give me gifts one day and the next tell my parents I’m sick and need help and expect me to want to be around you.
  • Don’t snuggle with me one day and keep your distance the next and expect me to bounce back and forth happily.

I’m really okay with any of those actions, give me gifts, call me sick, snuggle with me or not, but make up your bloody mind.  I’m not a fargin’ tennis ball.

So.  No matter which way it goes, I’m demanding consistency in my relationships from this day forth.

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