I sacrificed a lot for someone who hurt me for over 8 years, in varying ways. I grew up abused and it set me up for abuse later on because I had no idea what was normal. I almost had a kid with the cunt (thank fuck I made my own money and bought a plan b pill).

But I would never let myself do that again. I know so much more now, about people, the world, and right and wrong. I got extremely lucky my one-night-stand turned out to be my person. We’re better together than we are separately. But if I hadn’t of met my current partner, I think I’d still be single after leaving my ex. Dating seems so dangerous now for vagina-owners (what with the tater-tots and “alpha” male shite).

I’d never change myself ever again for another person. I’d compromise (like quitting smoking), but not on the big things (buying a house, having kids, etc).