
Family life getting me down and my supposed boyf isn't much help at all. He's very awkward when it comes to these things, but perhaps it's because he comes from such a sheltered, happy, together family. Isn't a bad thing, just apparently makes it hard for him to understand where I am coming from, or reach out emotionally, or put in any input whatsoever. He says absolutely nothing after I confess a suppressed rant on family drama. Nothing. After a few awkward moments of silence, he managed to say "That sucks". *sigh* I need a man to protect me and love me in this stage of my life, not a boy I have to teach how to be a decent lover. Thankfully he is capable of picking up the boyf's slack...(perhaps now the poem in the post below makes more sense?)