Myself and someone else

I am, without a doubt, a strong woman. I do not tremble for men. I do not fall apart at their whim, nor do I allow them to get away with what they should not get away with. My heart broke because I spoke up for myself. I’m independent and apparently… he didn’t understand that after six months of being together.

I wonder if Mr. Absolutely knows this about me. He’s seen me while working. He knows I’m not one to be trifled with. Still, he runs his hands through my hair as if he understands and accepts this. Or is it just my illusion of him wanting to understand it? I cannot say. I think he understands better than my ex did.

Well, either way, what I’m irritated about– he apologized for. Mr. President* says I should be irritated any more. It just reminds me that I have a problem of letting things go.

But this whole thing is new to me, so I’m going to keep on learning and try to be less of a control freak about things.

I am the queen. I am myself.