Women...

You really made me feel like shit today. Thank you.

Thank you not because I loved it, ...that sickening feeling inside the gut..., but because I know somewhere inside that head of yours, you think this is the right thing to do.

And now, here is your justification, a chance to make you feel better about what you've done. This is not me sacrificing my own happiness... this is not martyrdom as some might say it is...

This is me telling you that I'm holding regrets, on my part that is. I'm praising myself for what I've done, what I'm doing, and what I'll keep doing.

Do you have the same in you?