My wife can't stand me. Yet I would die for her. I love her unconditionally but I don't get that in return. I call this the "Christ Syndrome." It's when you tell people you love them and would do anything for them, but they don't believe you. I can't do anything right in this world of perfection we are expected to live in. Look around...if you're not perfect you're wrong. If you don't have the job, the house, the 2.3 children, and the retirement fund (and don't forget the college fund!) and a savings account then you are flawed. If you can't take an all expenses paid vacation every year then you are flawed. If you have a bad day you are required to suck it up. "Yeah, well my day was bad too!" is the reply you get. No sympathy. Christ Syndrome. I'm dying for you, yet you don't care. All you care about are your problems. No problem. I'm supposed to be like Christ. I'll take your pain. Take it to the cross. Actually, it would be kind of cool to be able to die like that when you think about it. Suppose soldiers came in and took you from your house and three days later nailed you to a cross and you were cool with it. I guess it would beat sitting in a nursing home shitting on yourself not knowing who you are because you forgot. Fuck you world...I still love you.
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