Go to therapy, she told me. I was too protective and pleasant all the goddamn time. The pain she felt at being a victim served her well. Look at it as karma claiming its revenge, fulfilling my vengeance. It’s not fair, but neither is being discarded for the arms of another lover. She claimed after years, she longed for only my love. I’ll give you the number of a good therapist. She pushed her way through the door, saying sex with me was her therapy.
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