I enjoy bullying him. I like to see how far I can push him. And he bears with it heroically, I must admit. gosh the things he has to deal with when he's with me... I almost feel sorry for him, but then again he hasn't really complained yet so I guess it's fine. He's the type to speak his mind.
But then again I can't bear to see him sad. It's painful.
D used to say that I'm too empathetic but I think it's more - or is it simpler? - than that. I care for him, and I care with him.
/P.
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