to get focused on frustrations, on the things that are never going to get better, on the things that have gotten worse lately. I often express those things here because I know you don't read this; it's a safe outlet for me to vent without hurting you over things you can't change.
But it's just that: an outlet. It is often a wish for improvement. But it isn't an expression that I wish that I wasn't spending my life with you. I can't imagine what that would be like, but don't for a moment believe it would be better.
I expect it would be very empty.
I love you, darling.
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