Now, Sissy is getting paranoid because Pingu is away in Ibiza for a stag do (a night is not good enough these days, it has to be four days!!). If she keeps on giving the old "if he did something over there I don't know what I'd do" spiel I may have to kill her. I just don't understand why they both feel they have to live in each others' pocket 24/7... drives me bonkers... it's not a relationship, it's being smothered. So glad I don't ever want to be with someone... if I did it would have to be "normal"... "normal" being two people that could go a few days without seeing each other and not whipping themselves up into a total frenzy of paranoia and convincing themselves that the other had cheated!! WTF?!?! I'd rather be single than be in a position like that... to be someone that needy, or to be around someone that needy, would probably turn me into a homicidal maniac.
I need my space, and if someone couldn't give me that, then BYE!
Maybe I'm just a cynical old bat, or maybe I just know my own mind... either way I prefer my way to the "desperately clinging to someone as if they are a life raft stopping me from drowning" crapola that I am witnessing with Sissy and Pingu.
