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it became about me when we faded into obscurity, when our date nights got replaced with your work... it became about me when i no longer had a purpose outside our home.. when i realized what you were pointing at was me.. or rather my lack of, commitment & content... it became about me when i supported your nonchalance during your non employment.. it became about me when i stopped being a woman and started being a maid/cook/all-around-doormat... 

one way or another it had to become about me becoz it's always been about you... from day two... before there was an us it was always about you.. 

i've been your mistress for 3 years.. allowed to be fancy free and independent... and now as your wife i'm no longer good enough, i've completely abandoned my shield, only to stare at my reflection from  yours.. and if i ask for more, i'm asking for too much... if i change my mind, it's just foolishness, fodder and such... i never said i'm simple, nor am i complex... but you seem to always been at a point where you're searching for what's next though i take you flaws and all...