Bland & Boring

What is it that transformed you into such a bland, boring, humorless sack of apathy? I know I didn't do it, but at times I feel like you became like this just to spite me because you resent my exuberance, silliness and passion. I know that might sound crazy, but hear me out. I know that you resent my dedication to my art career and I wouldn't have such a drive if it weren't for my exuberance, silliness and passion. Plus I refuse to grow up and "settle down" as it were. Perhaps that's where we're at an impass, you wanted to settle down amd domesticate yourself whereas I have an utter revulsion towards that lifestyle.  The bottom line is that I was a poor match for you considering that we want very different things out of life. No wonder you're miserable and disappointed all the time! This relationship was a huge disappointment to you. You didn't get your nice house, big yard, family dinners and family vacations. I know you blame yourself and think you're a failure, but the truth is that marrying an artist is counterproductive to living the middle class nuclear family lifestyle. I'd rather you blame me and move on in your life. Please let me go! Please go away! Please move on!

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