I keep thinking that perhaps my love is the problem, but it shouldn't be. It is something that has always been there like breathing. It has no impact on what goes on, it just keeps me dedicated; not forceful, or a problem. Nothing compares to your nightmare you have endured; I am the complete opposite of a narc. One should not settle on that as their default setting; it is certain death. Someone who loves you sees that as a canoe about to go over the falls and wants to rescue.
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