My Father wanted me in the Navy...I wanted Art School.
The breaking point was when I stood my ground opting for going it alone with Art School against his wishes....I have never really had a conversation with him since. Even though I lived destitute for many years, luckily I had the tenacity of purpose to find my way.
My point is that there has to be a balance...Try finding some compromise between what your expectations are and what she wants. Giving ultimatums is a slippery slope...so try to meet her at least half way.
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The devil whispered in my ear, "You cannot withstand the storm." I whispered back, "I am the storm."
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