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Mar 24, 2005 12:44

Why am i such a bastard? Seriously. Perhaps it's a medical condition. I shoud have it checked. Or maybe even a gene. God...but why wouldn't she check on me? Just...just to show me that she cares? I know she cares...why else would she get so upset? Why else would she tell me she loves me all the time? But...why...why would she just let me ( Read more... )

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withoutamartyr March 25 2005, 03:05:40 UTC
How does this, exactly, make you a bastard?

I know I seem like a pompous ass saying this... but you guys need to talk.

Tell her this. Tell her you want to hold a conversation without fighting, without arguments. Sit her down somewhere quiet, perhaps after school. Say, 'Laura, we have some things we need to discuss. Please don't say anything until I'm done.' If she tries to talk while you are still talking, press your fingers to her lips. She will understand it is important to you.

After you've had her say, let her speak. Listen to her, and don't speak. After this, iron out the wrinkles.

Explain to her what is bothering you. Don't sound accusing. Let her know how important it is to you. She loves you, she'll understand.

You guys will get through this. I've got faith that you will. You guys are something special...

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