The BF just left for a day filming his daft friend crashing bikes and hurting himself. He'll be back at teatime and told me I'm not allowed to eat until he comes back so we can have dinner together. Although I had no intention of eating being told what I can and can't do gets my back up. It doesn't help I'm going through one of those phases of wanting to leave him, I'm trying to chalk it up to my depression and negative take on everything right now rather than the chance I might actually be right and he's more trouble than he's worth. Anyway, we're contracted to live together for another 10 months and if I leave him he'll either kill himself, me or the both of us. I hate staying a relationship that makes me unhappy just for the sake of keeping the peace at home but I think we owe it to our other housemate who is already sick of us and hey, I'm always being told our generation doesn't work hard enough at their relationships. I really wish I knew how to find the middle ground between being a bitch and a pushover, though.
I wish I knew how to find middle grounds fullstop, actually.
How does this relate to EDs? I'm not sure apart from the fact I fill the female companionship gap in my life with ED literature. Yeah, I read them to understand myself better and the sick part of me reads them to stay triggered but they also provide this intimate, conspirational, mundane yet emotional connection with the authors or the case studies.