| It's better to tell her now than down the road when it would destroy an even bigger, more elaborate fantasy world than what she already lives in.
And once you've told her, keep telling her. Because she is bound to deny it. I spent three and a half years in one exhausting love. I knew from the beginning it was doomed, but I denied it. It was the voice that never stopped telling me to get away from this man that finally convinced me to put my energy elsewhere.
And always, always be gentle. Honest but gentle. |