Every time I do, we always end up back at square one.

Every time I pity you and sympathise, I regret it.

I've been suffering with pain for two years and a doc says ignore it.

Suggestions needn't end up as solutions. Should I carry a bulletin board with this in bold for my parents to understand it?

If you don't act and behave like a parent, don't expect to treat you like you are one.

What if he was actually the man I need and my family doesn't accept him?

What if he wasn't the person meant to be, ending my home life which I've always dreamt about, with the lives of my children and mine in ruins?

Realising, I'm afraid to fall in love is painful.

I don't need a boyfriend, I need an assistant.