I’m not allowed to have an opinion.

He doesn’t like it when I speak my mind.

He think’s I’m bitching at him.

In truth I’m not.

I’m not used to not being able to say the things I want.

I have to think really hard about the things I’m about to say in order to not offend him

. He get’s offended really easily.



It really is all about him. He’s changed so much from when I first met him.