No matter what I did, nothing was ever good enough.
I was one of the boys, the teammate, the competition…I didn’t have time for a boyfriend. He got me nice gifts and wrote me notes and always told me that he was the luckiest guy in the whole world….. So slowly, in fact, that I didn’t realize what was going on.
When I met my first boyfriend….let’s call him “Dave”…. He was my best friend for about six months before we started dating. I kept trying to figure out what I did wrong to make him change and what I needed to do to make everything go back to the way that it was.