There’s a psychological effect like gambling: the moments of tenderness and intimacy are unpredictable, but they are so intense and fulfilling that the victim winds up staying in the hopes that a moment like that will happen again.
These moments make it so, so hard. They feed that little stubborn hope that things will now get better. Really sucks.
These moments make it so, so hard. They feed that little stubborn hope that things will now get better. Really sucks.