My ex called me today, only to say that my mere existence is messing her life up, despite that we haven’t heard from each other in months, and live far away from each other. Does that mean that I should kill myself, in order to make her happy?
Unreserved love for someone/something is always a sure sign of an inferiority complex since it’s seeking to immerse ourselves into something other than ourselves.
She was cheating on me whenever she could. Although I was cheating on her, as well, I was trying to present myself as a martyr. There’s something seductive about that.
