...but I don’t understand why Jessie can’t take some control. I’m not holding us for ransom, nor do I want to.

Earlier, as we were leaving the hotel, I told her to go back and get a coat because it would get cold. She didn’t want to do that. So after dinner, she was chilly on the boardwalk and we stopped in a gift shop so she could buy a sweatshirt. As we were looking at sweatshirts she complained about spending the money. Then I got annoyed and reminded her that I had told her so. I know I was picking a fight, but she always backtracks on everything and then I have to listen to her complain the entire time.

He said I’d be more attractive to him if I would gain more weight and have more curves. He said that he was bothered by how accommodating I am to him and his desires. He said I should pay more attention to my grooming. He said that it’s annoying that I don’t eat enough. He said it’s disgusting that my nail polish is chipping off.

It just seems like she wants the perfect prototype to slide into her perfect boyfriend role.

Remember those fools? I almost forgot about them!

At the beginning of the wait, Tim professed his hatred for Disney World. By the end of the line he professed his love for it. It is interesting to me how we can so easily shift between love and hate. Our moods and emotions and feelings can change from day to day, minute to minute. Our relationship with Disney World, like each other, was deeply conflicted and complicated. We are so wrong for each other in so many ways, and so right for each other in many other ways.

I can “solve” things with Jessie either by dating her, or by simply walking away from this situation. But asking why I’m doing what I’m doing is a much more unpleasant, yet important road to potentially go down.