Nauseating, isn't it?
Right now, I am sitting at the desk of my boyfriend, John, and I'm trying to figure out what I've done right in my life. If someone demanded it, I could list the inherent characteristics and personal attributes which I find so attractive about him. I don't, however, need to convince myself with such a list; I know how I am affected by his presence in my life. I smile and laugh more; I complain less; I weep during moving scenes in animated films, and I feel driven by the need to be the person he evidently sees in me. I'm in a real relationship, and I'm not in a state of divine misery. Maybe, just maybe, I am being rewarded.