I have had to deal intimately with a few very difficult people. I made so few demands and laid down my boundaries very clearly, very reasonably. But these few people won't respect me. They won't treat me in the way I clearly stated as crucial to my happiness.

I wasn't unreasonable. I wasn't illogical.

It is clearly a case of they don't respect me and they simply put themselves first.

I am in a bad mood from being mistreated. That's not a disorder!

I did not do the bad things to myself that i promised myself I would never do again. I do have self control!

It's not me, it's THEM.

I accept that I cannot make people treat me as I want to be treated.

I just stopped talking to my mom.

I don't want to deal with my h as a lover anymore. In time, we will end this sham. This struggle, of him refusing to give me what I want and forcing me to have make up sex when humbled is over. No winners.