It’s a weird sensation. It’s like part of your own soul is now outside your body, and you can’t abandon it. It’s no longer entirely your choice to make.
It’s scary that that out is gone. It also gives me a lot of strength. In the words of Homer Simpson “Do it for her”. If I can’t do it for myself, tough shit, I’m no longer on easy mode, I need to make it work for her, no matter what it takes.
It’s a weird sensation. It’s like part of your own soul is now outside your body, and you can’t abandon it. It’s no longer entirely your choice to make.
It’s scary that that out is gone. It also gives me a lot of strength. In the words of Homer Simpson “Do it for her”. If I can’t do it for myself, tough shit, I’m no longer on easy mode, I need to make it work for her, no matter what it takes.