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Another thing I would like in a man: the ability not to YELL at me when I'm upset after a very hard, frustrating day and I already have enough reasons to cry. I'M the one who's upset, I think comfort and soothing is a little more likely to get me out of that mood instead of being aggravated with me for showing my not-happy side and not letting me get it out of my system for five fucking minutes.
God, people wonder why I bottle things up...this is definitely going to lead to an ulcer or heart disease or something equally fun down the line.