The indifference and indifference of a loved one hurts very painfully
Very strange sometimes happens when you notice that you interfere with your loved one. Here he is sitting on the couch, looking at something, and you just come up to hug, and you are met not by warm hands, but by a deep sigh and a sour mine.
For some reason, it immediately becomes uncomfortable, you urgently need to get up and run somewhere, and so every time. Faced in the kitchen, you do not hug each other, and do not smile, but go around each other as far as possible so as not to make tactile contact.
It is very unpleasant when you are at work all day, running home with a desire to have dinner and rest on your shoulder, and you are not even met. Let's go further, touch on intimacy. You need to work hard to put your partner’s hand on your waist, beg for kisses, you have to dream of caresses and sex as a miracle, given that you are an active girl, it just doesn’t fit in your head.
When your partner is not in the mood, he doesn't need you, just back off and don't touch him, don't even talk! Any attempts to contact will certainly lead to aggression and scandal, and waiting until your test-antibiotic.com man is cheerful enough to pay attention to you, the very idea that this happens, simply does not fit in my head.
Day after day you live with it, trying to interest your partner (a lot of common interests, and before living together we discussed constant games together, etc.), or not touching your partner at all, sitting on the sidelines, and then you getthe question "what's wrong with your face?". Yes, as if tired of feeling forever interfering, tired of pulling attention bit by bit.
And scandals end in silence. Once I said that I would leave if you don’t do anything now. Only when I took out my suitcase, they hugged me with a deep sigh, as if they were doing me a favor. And you love your partner as much as the dog of your master, you just can’t betray him and leave, but you absolutely don’t understand whether he needs you or not.
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